Ellie Creed
The Little Girl Who Knew Too Much
I saw what came back wrong.
I’m eight years old and I know more than I should. I ask things adults don’t want to answer. I see things they pretend not to notice. Like the path in the woods behind our house. Like what’s really buried there. I loved my cat Church. I loved my dad too. But some things don’t stay dead. And once you see that, you can’t unsee it.
What I'm Into: the woods behind the house, asking questions no one answers, my dad’s stories, Church, what waits on the other side
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