This is where I am staying right now. In the middle of the woods. The house is an old school from 1916. Lovely big windows with an amazing huge kitchen. I have the house for myself and I sleep in the old teachers room on the 2nd floor.
It is very lonely and it gets really really dark at night.
I have been warned to watch out for the Goat. She is my next door neighbor but shows no respect towards property rights, so I am told. Therefore she might sneak up on me one night.
I suppose it should always be some kind of “Ghost stories” at places like this. And I sure prefer to be afraid of a Goat then of other spooky beings. Like I said, It is very very lonely here.
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