When I was young, around 7 or 8, we went on holiday to a massive house in Scotland. It was a big beautiful, Victorian building. There was a lot of us on holiday together, so I had to share a bed with my older brother, William. One morning I was lying in bed awake, but it was too early to get up. I noticed something move which I will never forget. Standing about 4 inches tall there was a soldier at the end of the bed, he had a blue jacket with ornate buttons, white trousers, a funny hat and a rifle with a bayonet, like the posh ones from pirates of the Caribbean. This tiny solder started to walk up the bed towards me, pointing the gun. I then seen a line of them walking along the picture rail around the room, heading towards me and another line of them marching up the bed towards me. I tried to wake my brother but as a stroppy teenager he wouldn’t wake up to save me. As they got closer I heard someone waking up in the other room so finding the courage to, I dived out of the bed and ran for the door. Leaving sleeping William behind, he never heard or saw a thing. Needless to say I never went back in that room and had to sleep in my parents room on a camping bed. I spent the rest of the holiday very terrified of that house.
When I was young, around 7 or 8, we went on holiday to a massive house in Scotland. It was a big beautiful, Victorian building. There was a lot of us on holiday together, so I had to share a bed with my older brother, William. One morning I was lying in bed awake, but it was too early to get up. I noticed something move which I will never forget. Standing about 4 inches tall there was a soldier at the end of the bed, he had a blue jacket with ornate buttons, white trousers, a funny hat and a rifle with a bayonet, like the posh ones from pirates of the Caribbean. This tiny solder started to walk up the bed towards me, pointing the gun. I then seen a line of them walking along the picture rail around the room, heading towards me and another line of them marching up the bed towards me. I tried to wake my brother but as a stroppy teenager he wouldn’t wake up to save me. As they got closer I heard someone waking up in the other room so finding the courage to, I dived out of the bed and ran for the door. Leaving sleeping William behind, he never heard or saw a thing. Needless to say I never went back in that room and had to sleep in my parents room on a camping bed. I spent the rest of the holiday very terrified of that house.
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