How a murdering rapist's evil impregnated my house: A dark spot on the floor. Terror at night. And the noises no one wants to hear. I don't believe in ghosts, says MATT BLAKE... but read my story before you judge
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It started with the radio. I awoke to a small hand on my arm and a whisper: 'Daddy, someone is talking downstairs.'How a murdering rapist's evil impregnated my house: A dark spot on the floor. Terror at night. And the noises no one wants to hear. I don't believe in ghosts, says MATT BLAKE... but read my story before you judge
It started with the radio. I awoke to a small hand on my arm and a whisper: 'Daddy, someone is talking downstairs.' Read more
