I loved ghost stories. What small boy doesn't? I'd make them up in my head, and it didn't matter where I was. In the dark of my bedroom, hot afternoons in class ("pay attention boy!"), in the shop with my Mam ("it lay beneath the counter, seen only by one pair of eyes - mine"), wherever I was, ghosts wouldn't be far behind. It was almost as if they followed me, waiting for me to give them a rare opportunity to show themselves. And at seven years old, I was only too happy to invite them to come out and play.
Neville Hunt 20 days ago
Gosh, you were brave! Did they go to sghoul with you too? You must’ve been a spirited little lad. 👻
Christopher 19 days ago
You were braver than I was. I was scared of my own shadow. Except for KISS. I was fascinated with them at 3 years old and my mother couldn't understand why they didn't scare the hell out of me. But to me they looked like comic book heroes come to life.
Drew Martyn 19 days ago
Neville Hunt, go and stand in the corner!! Haha that was a brilliant comment, love it!
I don't think I was scared of much when I was a kid, Chrtistopher, but I was probably overly sensitive and would cry at the slightest thing. I'd definitely have cried if I'd come across Kiss at an early age - they disturbed me a bit when I was older :)