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"We used to have a ghost shed in the shed. Normal shed. With blacked out windows. And when you went in there were posters everywhere. We had a secret knock. We used to call ghosts, spirits. Sit around going 'grey lady, grey lady, grey lady' but nothing ever worked.
Only once. We did that and I swear to God, this is no word of a lie. Every single person who used to go in that ghost shed was in that ghost shed that day. Every single person. And we were sitting saying 'grey lady, grey lady, grey lady' and then all we heard were a bang on the window and a black hand rubbing on the window. " |
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| "There were loads of young kids on our streets so then we used to play with all of them. And there's a brook at back of us and we'd jump over that and in summer we'd put our wellies on and walk through it.
Loads of fields. And we used to have picnics. Go down Cardboard Hill on a piece of cardboard. We used to have a sledge when it were winter. There's a Cardboard Hill we used to have when we were little. When we got to ten or eleven there used to be a big Cardboard Hill. And I swear to God it just dropped. As it dropped it weren't far from brook. Sometimes you just flew and went in brook. I always used to have to get changed at back door cos I'd been in the brook or something. And I was always black all the time. " |
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