Ghost of the Basement Girl
Language: en
For five agonizing years, I withered away in the dim, stale air of an illegal basement casino, serving drinks and swallowing my pride, all just to scrape together enough for a ticket out. Today, I thought I had finally made it. But as I stood there, my mother met my gaze with a smile so twisted it made my skin crawl. With a sharp snap, she broke my debit card in two. "Moving out?" she purred. "Did you actually believe we were broke, Casey? This basement... it’s the only place you’ve ever belonged." My father stood beside her, his eyes like chips of ice. When he spoke, the words were…