Wartime Memories

On a visit to Liverpool’s Battle of the Atlantic Bunker I became aware of things that seemed time-locked in the 1940’S.

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Our Haunted House

One night I was drowsing, though by no means asleep, when something sat beside me on the bed, on the side towards the skylight. If we had pets I would have thought it was a kitten. I found the sensation interesting but unthreatening, and turned over, at which point it came and sat in front of me again

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The Disappearing Drum Key

I looked on the windowsill and it wasn’t there. I looked at the floor underneath and it also wasn’t there either. Puzzled I went back to playing it assuming my aunt had picked it up, I would ask her later.

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