The story starts as my brother Peter unlocked the front door after going out with his mates. He stepped into the living room after shutting the front door silently, he heard a noise coming from the kitchen.
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The story starts as my brother Peter unlocked the front door after going out with his mates. He stepped into the living room after shutting the front door silently, he heard a noise coming from the kitchen. As he went to inspect it, he realised that the noise was a continuous banging. He listened more carefully until he heard a moaning sound too. Peter noticed that the door was slightly ajar and as he looked in, the moonlight reflected off the shiny surface of the table. This provided him enough light for him to see that I was sat on the floor banging my forehead into the wall. Peter started to make his way up to bed when he realised what he just saw and rushed downstairs. "I'm seeing them again," I said with my head still hitting the plasterboard wall. "Daniel, it's...it's just your imagination," Peter lied knowing full well...


