When I was younger
I lived in Portishead, Bristol. The house was quite old, but no more than 70 years. If I stood at the top of the stairs I sometimes saw a white disembodies leg from the knee down, it was slightly transparent and was wearing a lacey garter. I even saw it hopping behind the car one day, as I left for school.
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