"Mind you stay away from that place, it's got the sickness. If you get too close it will pull you in and ain't nobody on the face of this earth gonna pull you back." That's what the adult population of Millet warned, not that we needed reminding. We all knew if we got too close, bad things would happen. Any family that took up residence in that place wound up losing their children to something, something that would drain the life right out of them.
Truman from the city spent his summers down here. Thought he was tough, thought it was all made up stories. On his last day before going north, Truman figured it was high time somebody had the guts to toss a rock through one of them windows, just begging to be broken. He shouted, "see I'm still here you ignorant country people," and walked away.
Truman didn't come back the next summer. We never did find out what happened to him. His family here in Millett kept to themselves.
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