I am scared to death. 9 years ago they finally let me out, and I
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was just beginning to feel better. I am not Myself any longer.
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I guess You could not even recognize My face if You saw Me now.
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That phone call 2 hours ago has torn Me apart. It was Grandma.
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She invited Me back to the old house. I do not want to go back,
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but I must. Maybe You will understand My fear if I tell
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You what happened during My childhood.
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18 years ago I was living with My mother and
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My sister Missy in Grandma's old house. I had
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been told that Grandma was away on a long vacation,
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and that she would soon return. She did.
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I have later found out that she was actually being released
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from that same asylum. "She's insane", they said, when she
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kept on babbling about "THEM". I still cannot make up
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My mind about who really did separate Grandpa's head
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from his shoulders. You see, "THEY" were always so
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nice to Me.
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Anyway, time is short and I must leave for the old
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house. So here is what happened 18 years ago. And
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in case we never see each other again, at least You
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will know why.
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I bet we are going to have tea.
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K.D. 3-12-87
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To whom it may concern
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| King Diamond |
