As I walked back home, I couldn’t help looking behind. ‘You can’t just sneak away from me like he did from you’ she was whispering in the back of my mind. 

Entering my grandmothers yard, I panicked at the thought of going inside. Thankfully I found something eerie to keep myself occupied. What would Persephone have said? I thought while focusing my lens. Then two plastic feet stepped into the frame of my camera. 

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