Hello and welcome to a mini episode 195 of Real Life Go Stories and I have two spooky

stories for you today and the last story comes from September 3rd 2022 and

string number one comes from Robin. I've always been scared of the dark. My

cousins husband once told me, it's not the dark you are afraid of. It's what is

in the dark that you are afraid of. Now I'm 56 years old and if I hear a noise

outside I've learned to put my big girl pants on and walk around my house in

the dark so it's not to be detected. When I was three years old my mom, my dad,

and my younger sister moved to a small new home in Western Sydney, New South Wales,

Australia, where I had my own bedroom. My bedroom was the middle one and my

younger sisters was at the rear of the house. When you walked out of my room the

bathroom door was to my left on the opposite side of the hallway. I remember

laying in bed at night watching big black shadow people march past my door. One

looked like something out of an old cartoon. She had big black pearls around her

neck and her hair was up in a bun. Whilst they were marching past my bedroom I

could see the color red radiating in the hallway as if someone had left the wall

heater on in the bathroom. The thing was the heater in the bathroom gave off an

orange color. The black shadow people were a regular occurrence and I would

pull up my blanket to protect me even though it would be stinking hot and sweat

would be running down my face. Not long after we moved into our house I started

talking to Peter my imaginary friend. Mom said I used to walk at my hand out

holding Peter's hand. She used to have to set a place for Peter at the

dinner table too. One time we were sitting on a bench seat at the railway station

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