You've been told a lie, what you know about grandparents is wrong, problematic at its best.
Under the duress of traumatic stress, I tried to kill a black cat-crazy-evil on purpose. Yet, it tried to kill me first! Babysitting gigs went everywhere other than smooth. Each day was a "War Zone." Dracula just showed up on the regular without even a knock on the door before I could invite him in.
Neighbors walked around looking like "Zombies" of an unknown planet. Dogs and chickens are humongously gigantic, they tried to eat me/my whole family. My prayers to God is the only thing that saved my life.
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