Horror Free Write — Grandma

Grandma was good,
Grandma was great,
Until she locked me in a laundry crate.

To the lake we went,
Gasping for air out the vent.
There I go I sank my life was spent.

As I floated I was noted,
Grandma was seized,
Most were pleased.

But I lay unrested,
Claws detested,
Dragging her soul underground.