Maggie Meyers
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Maggie Meyers
I’ve Always Known There Was Something Wrong With My Sister’s Children… And Now I Know What It Is
When my sister announced her pregnancy, my mother was disgusted and my father was horrified. After the pregnancy was announced, I would sit in my bedroom for hours and hear the whispers on the other side of my bedroom door, wondering if Autumn could hear it, too.
My Grandfather Was A Psychologist And I Found The Transcripts From A Session With His Most Twisted Patient
When they found Arthur Tremhold, he was sobbing wildly beside his delivery van, covered in blood. He was questioned profusely and kept in captivity for some time, where he was then transferred out of his holding cell and put directly in my care for a time period of one day. In one day’s time, I feel like Arthur and I made many revelations.
My Relationship With My Mother Was Never Good, But After Dad Left It Only Got Worse
“Are… you hungry?” she continues to ask, a small smile forming on the creases of her face. “Is that what it is? You’re hungry?”
My Daughter Was In A Terrible Car Accident And I’m Afraid Something Even Worse Is Wrong With Her
The lady introduced herself as somebody who worked at a hospital that was a halfway point between our home and Samantha’s university. Apparently, Samantha had gotten into an accident two days prior to us receiving the phone call.
I Found Cassette Tapes From An Alzheimer’s Patient And You Won’t Believe The Terrifying Things I Heard
There were dozens and dozens of tapes inside each of the drawers, each labeled with a corresponding number in an order that was easy to pick up on. Mindy had a tape recorder, but all these tapes? When did she find the time?
My “Doctor” Gave Me Prenatal Vitamins. They Weren’t Prenatal Vitamins.
But the problem was, ignoring the problem didn’t make it go away like other problems might.
This Is The Terrible Secret That Drove My Fiancee Away
One Saturday morning only a month after the break-up, my routine was cracked wide open when a police officer knocked at my door.
Some Memories Are Precious (But I Wish I’d Never Recovered This One)
They told me that memories are a good thing, seeing as I just began to lose mine. It’s a mean old trick that age plays on you as it corrupts other parts of your body along the way.