specter house The house made many creaking sounds.
Day by day my eyes catch many spectres that pass by.
Today is what they call Tuesday the mame had prepared grits and bacon; then form out the narrow hallway that leads straight here, a small girl in period dress floats by.
The girl bent down and stroked my head.
All the while the mame continued on baking I tired to tell her of the ghost but she just looked at me and smiled.
" Silly Aroura, are you trying to tell me something…silly kit kit.''
Mame reached down to stroke me, and she put her delicate fingers behind my ears…ah, yes that's the spot.
The lady took her hand away and went back to the meal.
The grits were steaming over and had filled the air, mame's children came capering down the stairs and to the hallway and then finally to the kitchen.
I quite liked the commotion it took my mind of all the spectres that I see, the little girl,
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