The Clock

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Living room
Source: Form Submission

In the early eighties a clock was purchased at a store that accepted a lot of returns, you know the stores that had long line ups for purchases and returns? Little pencils, forms, and code numbers? Well this ugly beige and black gold faced clock ended up in our residence, dear ma`s choice, any hoo it never worked! You were supposed to wind it with this key.... every night at 7:30 it would go humninummmm,...exactly like that! Creepy! Eventually the little glass door would be found open once a week, there was a hook holding it closed. During summer we would go to camp and the people downstairs would hear footsteps, people talking and the damn broken clock gonging! The hourly chime never worked.