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Sep 2020
Crawling thru creepy cobwebs climbing these old stairs..I purposely try not to ponder on my state of affairs..as I listen to floorboards creaking and screeching rocking chairs..Oh my God I am frightened midst my moment of awares

But I betted on a challenge rather foolhardy indeed..so I have no other choice than to be brave and proceed.. and if I can conquer all my cowardliness I will win and succeed..mind you if I can carry out my mission it is victory guaranteed.. coz can you just imagine an old haunted house.. that would even scare the likes of a scuttling mouse..I wish i wasn’t alone right now..I should have brought my spouse..I did ask him along but he did only grumble and grouse

Well the only thing that I absolutely fear the most.. is coming face to face with the ‘Grey lady ghost’ and they do say that she isn’t the nicest of a host..as she chases mischievious children around from pillar to post.. That’s thirty three steps done already so only twenty two to go.. I had to get to the very top of the fifty five you know..but I hear moaning and groaning from down below..that’s it I’ve had more than enough as I decend with gusto...👻
Written by
Jill Tait
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