one night a woman was closing her curtians and the mist rolled in like a carpet.

she thought she heard a voice beyond the garden that sounded like "I am the ghost of the bleeding finger, coming, coming, coming!"
she was a little bit scared so she ran downstairs, locked th front door, ran to ehr room locked her bedroom door and dived under the duvet, but was it a safe place to be?

she heard the garden gate creak open and footsteps on the path outside, clearer now "I am the ghost of the bleeding finger, coming, coming, coming!"

she was shivering under her duvet, bit was it a safe place to be?

she heard the front door unlock and steps in the hallway downstairs, louder now "I am the ghost of the bleeding finger, coming, coming, coming!"
she was shivvering under the duvet but was it a safe place to be?

she heard creaks up the stairs and someone outside her door, very loud now "I am the ghost of the bleeding finger, coming, coming, coming!"
she, was, shivering , under, her duvet, bit was it a safe place to be?

the bedroom door unlocked and opened and she saw feet besdie the bed, very very loud now "I am the ghost of the bleeding finger, coming, coming, coming!"
she was shivering under her duvet, but wa sit a safe place to be?

then the duvet lifts and a face appears and says



"can i have a plaster? my fingers really hurting!"



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