On Lackwood Road there was a bench, not any old bench, but a haunted bench!
Emma and her family had recently moved to Lackwood Road. Emma had noticed that at the same time each day an elderly woman sat on a bench opposite their house. Emma watched her through the snow-dusted window and longed to talk to her, the lady looked so lonely. Emma picked up her umbrella and wandered out towards the bench. She slowly sat down next to the lady, “hello” she whispered. She turned to Emma, smiled, then faded to nothing. Emma dropped her umbrella and ran.

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