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THE SAD GHOST :
My name is Sam, and I tell you my Christmas story:
My parents bought a haunted house in the south of Ireland.
One day, at night I was on my bed sleeping when I saw an old ghost.
He was standing next to the window. He wasn´t very scary because he was sad.
I spoke to him, but he didn´t speak to me .
Five minits later he disappeared across the window and I didn´t see him again.
The next day I walked to the library, because I love reading.
In the library I took one book about the story of a house in the south of Ireland.
Oh!!! , this is the house from my parents, the famous house that my dad told me when we were travelling in the car.
Many years ago a man lived in our house. His name was Sir Simu Duck.
Hi, his wife and his daughters died in an arson in the house when they were sleeping.
I usually see the sad, old ghost, but I'm never frightened. I know that he is looking for his family.
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