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The Hello and welcome to mini episode number 485 of real life ghost stories.

And I have one spooky story for you today.

And this story comes from the 23rd of September 2025.

And our story today comes from Carly.

I've just been for an evening walk with my dog Lucy.

I was hoping for a nice, relaxing, chilled walk but it ended up being an absolutely tensely

terrifying walk instead. I may have been on edge from the beginning after walking through

about 13 spiderwebs, being

bitten by 57 mozzies, and Lucy growling and attacking something that wasn't there, it ended

up being a possum, before I'd even made it five minutes down the road. Then adding your creepy

as-fuck intro music on top of that. I listened to the episode about the fellas who disappeared from the lighthouse on that island

100 years ago.

That was a creepy one to listen to at nighttime alone on the streets but nothing but a wussy

Labrador for protection.

We live in the suburbs and we've just come into spring so no one's out and about much

because it's still dark early.

Something happened on my walk.

Walking up the hill and Lucy stops outside the usual house because she gets a sniff on.

I'm standing there still as a statue daydreaming.

When I look up and there is a big arse, dead still shadow of a solid built,

wide-shouldered, ten-foot man on the bushes or the hedge about ten metres in front of me,

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