Ghost

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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Yesteryears Ghost Walking around the town where I had grown up and left 40 years ago, I found myself outside the flat where mother and I lived in on the second floor. When I came home late I used to throw a pebble up to the window, for her to come down and open the door, not that I didn´t have key it was just the hallway was dark and once I had seen a ghost perhaps not seen, but had felt its cold breaths on my neck.... Eventually mother moved to a nursing and when everything was cleared out- not that there was much to clear- I was the kitchen and listened to silence, when the door opened and I saw a ghost, perhaps I didn´t actually see but I felt its cold breaths, and I remembered a popular song at the time: “They are coming to take you away ah ha.”

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