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“She’s mine, she’s mine” the voices said over and over |
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Author notesWhen I was about 8 years old what I believe as being ghosts visited me one night. There were two of them fighting over me. When I managed to free myself from their hold, I looked up and there was just two black faces disappearing through the closed window. I was too scared to sleep in my bedroom for months! My parents convinced me that I must have just had a vivid nightmare. Some might say it was ‘sleep paralysis’. In a listA contest entry
not my best poem, but it was a true event.... any comments welcome.Comments
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