A Blog of Poetry ,Short Stories and Everything Scottish.
A Blog of Poetry ,Short Stories and Everything Scottish.
I’ve encountered ghosts several times in my life. They have always been peaceful. Once I lived in an old house where a coal miner family had lived. I often woke up to the smell of his wife baking cookies early in the morning. There were no other houses in the vicinity.
wow how interesting, at least it was a friendly one, thank you.