Dead Men Do Call

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Story type: Ghost
Location: my house england london
Source: Form Submission

Well I can't remember for sure what age I was,I think I was 6.Anyway one time I woke up in the middle of the night,I felt this cool breeze in the room.So I got up to see if the window was open, and my room looks out over the garden.As I looked down at the grass I saw this darken figure at the end of the grass.I had to really look hard but I could swear that it was pointing and calling me.From then on i have always looked but never seen it again.It really spooked me out and no ones really beleived me until now.