My childhood has all kinds of spooky stuff, even leaving my uncle Joe out of it and just focusing on the flat and neighbourhood.
There was the witch's house, red brick house of overgrown bushes. I kinda befriended the "witches" one night but they liked their house having that mystique.
The abandoned church I explored. Was in town but had no grave from after 1900 and was run down.
The creepy corridor that makes zero logical sense but did exist.
The time I climbed to Michael's flat and got dizzy.
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