Worshipping the Demon
Penny grunted as she shifted the heavy box across the attic. Her sister Yvette grunted in agreement as the pair pushed and dragged the box towards the steps. They had been sorting out the attic, of their new home for the last few days. The pair had moved into the house together two months ago. Two months during which they had cleaned, painted and decorated the house to make it liveable. It was not much, just a small two bed semi-detached house in a slightly dodge area. However, it was their’s and not too far from their family, friends, and work. Finally they had got round to sorting out the attic. Only to find it full of junk. Luckily one of their friends had offered the use of their car to take it all to …