The Man at my door

The Man at my door

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A man standing at my door, 3:00 in the morning. My bedroom door, with a grin. I look at him half asleep as slowly my eyes close and I fall into a deep sleep as I imagine the smile he was giving me... Was it just a dream and would anybody believe a 6 year old? - A real life story from my old house...Now of course I am older, but can never get out that smile of my head.
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