Their once whas a old town called bird hollows creek their back in tha late 17c 18c lived a creepy young kid who would walk tha Town Square all day and all night he wore a big black top hat bow tie a blue tail coat that had big shine buttons going up tha sides of tha arms and some going down tha side of tha coat black lever shoes black trousers and a cheket top he had black heir shoulder length and whas known ta be quite pale skinned tha legend gose on that tha boy wold pickpocket people steal from tha quality jewellery shops and nik fine foods from tha finest stools even know tha boy didn't mean ta steal he didn't have nothing else he could do theirs loads of people saying his name whas Nicholas Ore James Ore Toluse but someone went back to ancient history and found out his real birth name whas jazzy dodger James. He whas born on tha. 31 Oct 1732. His mother died wen he whas born and he was left on tha doorstep and cradled into tha Arms of another but tha person who had him as a tinny tott didn't have a nuth money ta feed tha both of them as he whas getting bigger and wanted more food and needed more supplies in need for him ta live tha old woman took him by tha hand and told him everything she sead ya gotta leave now. Tha little dodger felt so angry and felt he had been betrayed by tha one he thought loved him as a son. Dodger packed tha witch only little supplies he did have like his spear clothes his brush and pillow and his teddy bear his mother gave him bethore she died. Tha old lady opened tha door and shoved tha boy quickly onto tha big old step she sead go now bethore thay se were ya come from. So dodger jumped down from tha step he felt tha cold winters breeze on his face as tha snow whas burruyin him alive as he whas walking he whas only small bult and he whas sinking into tha snow he sore a bridge in tha far distance he wanted ta give up but he knew he couldn't so he ran with all his might and with tha snow and ice blowing everywhere as he was running he got to tha Bridge and curled up into a ball ta get warm he got in tha little dark corner and started crying all ya could hir is his sad loanly echos of him crying. Tha mornin came and he whas awoken by tha trots of horseing carts crashing bast with all tha gin barels on tha backs of them. Dodger got up and went onto tha marketplace but he started ta do bad things again he started ta steal. But it wasn't tha odd slide ya fingers in tha poket he whas doing tha whole works. He whas only thorteen years old. But he got cout out and was sentenced ta his death for all tha stuff he sole. On tha day he whas walked to tha plank box and he looked up and sore tha rope hanging up he screamed out with dread. PLEASE PLEASE LET ME LIVE PLEASE I PROMISE I WILL BE YOUR SLAVE I WILL PAY YA ALL BACK WHAT I DID. PLEASE I WANTA LIVE PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIE I AIN'T READY TA DIE AM ONLY YOUNG I'VE GOT ME HOLE LIFE TA LIVE YET PLEASE PLEASE LET ME LIVEEE. He pleeded with all his insanity and hart but tha slayers guards didn't cear that still dragged jazzy up tha steps by tha ropes on his hands. PLEASE NO NOO PLEASE I PROMISE I WON'T STEAL AGAIN I ONLY DONE IT CUS I WHAS HUNGARY PLEASE. jazzy whas screaming as tha slayer guards threw jazzy about like a ragdoll like he whas nothing then one of tha guards sead ta jazzy in his ear. LOOK YA DIRTY LITTLE THEVE YA NOT GONNA LIVE YA DON'T DESERVE TA LIVE. jazzy screaming out his last words wilse tha slayer guards put tha rope round jazzys nek and tighten it. Jazzy looking at tha clouds of people chearing as thay waited in excitement ta watch him die. Jazzy says his last words. I MAY HAVE DONE RONG BUT WHAS U ALL ARE DOING IS THA BIGGEST SIN OF ALL ENDING A CHILD'S LIFE LOOK I KNOW I STEAL I AM A THEVE BUT I PROMISE YA ALL I WON'T DO IT EVER AGAIN PLEASE JUST SPEAR MY LIFE. . . . . . . then suddenly tha floor drops and jazzy gose down and was hanging dieing all he could se whas darkness and felt his lungs closing up. . Tha next few minutes went on. OI I THINK HIS DEAD SHOULD I TAKE I'M DOWN. YA. tha crowds of people go silent as thay se his bear drop from his lifeless hands and drop to tha floor. Tha slayer garden take tha rope from around jazzys neck he whas gone his body whas cold his eyes were lifeless tha eyes of a ghost thay take jazzy of tha stage box and walk over to a cart and throw jazzy onto tha back tha crowd and all tha foke felt so bad and rong for what thay did that thay did a seromoney a funeral for jazzy. Jazzy dodger was witten everywhere flowers to. Jazzys peaceful body that lies beyond a box a hart that whas once beaten and a soul that whas trapped that is now free tha whole town whas cursed by jazzys last words his pleading and heartfelt words. . So to this day. That town is haunted by tha hartwarming ghost of jazzy dodger he is seen in tha dark corners of tha market and he always looks sad Ore loanly but. What I say at least he is with his mother now and can be happy and not hafto steal ore be sad. . .
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Those are some photos captured of what looks ta be tha legend ghost jazzy dodger. Walking by were he whas hung on tha 30th sep 1800
