Robert Michael Vincent MacKinnon
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Go To Your Room

I was told to go to my room and to stay there until my Father came home. When he did, they would talk. I thought I would never be let out.

There was a window with a pull down shade. The dusk light would shine through and these creatures would appear.
Very scarry!


10"x13" pastel behind glass in a 14"x18" black hardwood frame.

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