My Parents Let Me In On The Terrifying Secret That's Been Kept For Two Generations

My Parents Let Me In On The Terrifying Secret That’s Been Kept For Two Generations

“It’s Tommy….” he began.

“Garry, I don’t think we should be telling him.” my mother interrupted.

He waved his hand in the air. “No, Jen, he needs to know.”

I sat down on the other recliner in the corner of the room and interrupted both of them.

“Need to know what? Just say it.”

MY dad sighed. “Tommy is alive,” he said. “He is a living thing.”

I snorted, and looked at my mom. For my whole life, my mom has been a skeptic of EVERYTHING supernatural. She is also a “devout” atheist in contrast to my dad’s laid-back Christian views.

She gave me a slight nod, agreeing to what had just come out of my dad’s mouth. That’s when I sat back in the chair. My heart felt like it was burrowing into my stomach.

“Your mother and I have known for three years now, but my parents have known this since they got him,” my dad said.


“I’ll try to explain it like your grandparents did a couple years ago.” He sat there for a few seconds, trying to gather himself. “Something is inside Tommy. I’m not going to say that it’s a ghost, because I don’t know if that’s true.”

I was confused. He must’ve noticed because he cleared his throat.

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