Urban legend - The Graveyard Bet.
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Urban legend - The Graveyard Bet ''It was a cold winters day. The wind was whistling. Up on a hill stood an old house with a cemetery around it. The villagers called the house haunted and no one went up there until...'' This is how most ghost stories start but mine doesn't. Mine is unique and my own. I have kept it a secret for some time now, I will let the world know what happened on the 14th of March 1996. First, I will tell you a bit about myself. My name is Kirsty. I am fourteen years old and I go to Bedford school. I have one sister who is three years younger than me called Mary. I also have a nagging step -mum who has looked after me since I was two. My real mum died in very strange circumstances but dad will not tell me the full story so...


