The noise

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My grandparents lived in Japan. Every summer, my parents would take me there on holiday to visit them. They lived in a small village and they had a big backyard. I loved to play there during the summer. When we arrived, my grandparents always welcomed me with open arms. I was their only grandchild, so they spoiled me.

The last time I saw them was the summer when I was 8 years old.

As usual, my parents booked a flight to Japan and we drove from the airport to my grandparents house. They were delighted to see me and had a lot of little presents to give me. My parents wanted to have some time by themselves, so after a few days, they took a trip to another part of Japan, leaving me in the care of my Grandma and Grandpa.

One day, I was playing out in the backyard. My grandparents were inside the house. It was a hot summer's day and I lay down on the ground to rest. I stared at the clouds and enjoyed the feeling of the soft rays of the sun and the gentle breeze. Just as I was about to get up, I heard a strange sound.

"Po... Po... Po... Po... Po... Po... Po..."

I didn't know what it was and it was hard to figure out where it was coming from. It sounded almost like somebody was making the noise themselves.... As if they were just saying, "Po... Po... Po..." Over and over again in a deep, masculine voice.

I was looking around, searching for the source of the noise when I suddenly noticed on top of the tall hedges that enclosed the backyard. It was a straw hat. It wasn't resting on the hedge, it was behind it. That's where the sound was coming from.

"Po... Po... Po... Po... Po... Po... Po..."

Then, the hat began to move, as if someone was wearing it. The hat stopped at a small gap in the hedge and I could see a face peering through. It was a woman. But, the hedges were high... almost 8 feet tall.


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