My grandmother always told me to not wander to the backyard. “The demons they lurk back there, back there where the Gods are not watching”

My grandmother always told me to not eat apples on Sunday’s, as it would upset the Gods. My grandmother warned me to not upset the Gods.

My grandmother always told me she could NEVER tell me where the gods were.

My grandmother always told me the gods were watching no matter how hard I tried to hide

My grandmother always told me no matter how many doors I shut behind me no matter how many blankets I hid under, the Gods would find me.

My grandmother always told me, when she were to die, the Gods would protect me.

My grandmother never told me the Gods were trying to protect me from HER.

The Gods always told me not to follow my grandmother to the backyard. “Your grandmother lurks back there where we can not watch you.”

The Gods always told me not to eat the apples my grandmother gave me on Sunday’s, cause my grandmother was trying to kill me. The God’s warned me to be wary of my grandmother.

The God’s always told me that they could NEVER tell me where my grandmother went at night

The God’s always told me my grandmother was watching me no matter how hard I tried to hide

The God’s always told me no matter how many doors I shut behind me no matter how many blankets I hid under, my grandmother would find me.

The God’s always told me when my grandmother were to die, they would no longer need to protect me.

But who was there to protect me for myself?