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I used to live on Ferrie Street also. That house was mildly haunted, in comparison to the one I lived in on Hazel street. In the early morning hours my radio would turn itself on between stations, and on occasion I would feel a large animal jump onto my bed, when I dared to look there was nothing there. Please
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