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By E. Don Harpe

Copyright 2008 Ernest D. Harp

Smashwords Edition

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Thursday Morning, 2:37 AM

A little background on me might serve to show that I am neither a timid man, nor one given to flights of fantasy and tales of the supernatural. I have always been strong of character, relying upon my strength to get me over every obstacle. I neither believe in ghosts, nor have I ever thought that I might be afraid of one, should, in fact, I learn that they actually exist.

My name is Larry Michael Wilson, Mike to my friends, and at 32 years old, I’m 6’1” and weigh a little over 200 pounds. I have been a natural athlete all of my life, I have a working knowledge of basic martial arts, and up until two nights ago I don’t recall ever being scared of anything or anyone in my life. Well, maybe my third grade teacher at Watson Elementary school. Now that woman was scary, but not of anything else. I have no aversion to things that slither, crawl, hop, sting, or go bump in the night.

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