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9 July 2011

The Dark

The Dark

Afraid of the winter dark

The ghost in the window

Was your own reflection

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  1. This happened to me as a child. I had gone to bed with the curtains open - I thought I saw a face looking at me through the window and screamed. My aunt, who was babysitting, came into the room to explain I was just seeing Jesus, but the spell was broken when she turned on the light.'Jesus' was the light shade. This lesson stayed with me... ...you can't always trust your aunt.

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