Once my mom found the turd,
all hell broke loose. This was
serious. They had evidence. She
came into the bedroom.
“Trevor! Trevor! Wake up!”
“What?!” I said, playing dumb.
“What’s going on?!”
“Come! There’s a demon in the
house!”
She took my hand and dragged
me out of bed. It was all hands on
deck, time for action. The first thing
we had to do was go outside and
burn the shit. That’s what you do
with witchcraft; the only way to
destroy it is to burn the physical
thing. We went out to the yard, and