Her Mother's Love & Lost in the Woods
Creepy
Jon Grilz
4.5 • 5.5K Ratings
🗓️ 23 May 2024
⏱️ 38 minutes
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| 0:00.0 | No. A podcast dedicated to sharing the most famous chilling and disturbing |
| 0:17.2 | creepiesters and urban legends in the world. |
| 0:21.2 | Whether these stories truly happened or are simply publications is for you to decide. |
| 0:27.0 | These stories may contain graphic depictions of violence and explicit language. |
| 0:35.0 | Listener discretion is advised. Creepy presents, her mother's love, written by Chrissy Winters and narrated by Rissamontinas. |
| 0:55.0 | It is said that secrets vester and expand in the darkness, |
| 0:59.0 | and truth brings light to the musty corners of our flawed souls. |
| 1:05.0 | That takes courage though, doesn't it? |
| 1:09.0 | To shine light on our own dark secrets. |
| 1:12.0 | But this isn't a story about redemption. It's about the lengths one will go to, to keep |
| 1:20.4 | the lights turned off. |
| 1:28.8 | My teenage daughter Mia and her best friend Jane were downstairs, laughing and listening to music in our comfy basement. The occasional waft of marijuana flowed up into the atmosphere. An odd sense of pride came |
| 1:38.1 | over me, that my daughter wasn't afraid to experiment with things under my roof, that she felt secure with me. |
| 1:49.8 | As I sat on my sofa, feet tucked underneath me with my nightly glass of wine. |
| 1:55.8 | The hairs on my arm stood up and a chill ran down my spine. |
| 2:01.5 | Taking a deep breath, I steadied my thoughts and fears and set my glass down on the table. |
| 2:09.4 | Those kids must be hungry. I stood and made my way down to the basement to grab a pizza from the |
| 2:15.4 | freezer. As I descended the stairs, my ears searched for them. Their voices had hushed and the music stopped. |
| 2:27.0 | Quickening my pace, I entered the rec room silently. The plush carpet caressed my toes with every step. |
| 2:36.1 | My mouth fell open, but I quickly composed myself in Plastered a cool mom smile on my face. |
| 2:43.0 | Sitting on the floor in front of a dark television, |
| 2:47.0 | their pony-tailed heads huddled over a wichy port. |
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