Stranger

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29th March 1987

I can't sleep, the tree branches are knocking against the window and the moon is shining through the gap in the curtains casting an eerie glow over the whole room. I hear a knock; at first I think it's just the tree branches. But then it comes again, louder this time. I hear the door open downstairs and talking. 'Who could be visiting at this time' I think. I climb out of bed and creep down the stairs hoping none of them creak. Just before I reach the bottom I stop and peer around the corner. I see my father approach a man at the doorstep, and greet him. 'Who is he?' I think, 'I've never seen him before'. My father turns away from the man and motions for him to follow. They disappear around the corner and I step out into the hallway, to look around the corner. I only just see my father and the man close the door to the basement behind them. The door that is always locked. The door that I have never seen open, until now.

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