The man

Author: Unknown

When I was 2 years old i used to live with my nan,a couple of years ago before that my grandad past away.After this happend I was always hearing noises and I would sit in front of my wardrobe talking to a man i didn’t know who it was because I was born when my grandad past away so I would get up in the middle of the night and start talking to ‘the man’ my Nan would ask me who I was talking to and that is what I would say the man I know this story is short but I hope you liked it.

Author: Unknown