Even the door knob had a ghost!
So there I was laying in my bed one night counting sheep and trying to sleep.  When suddenly I heard a sound; a sound that went beep, beep, beep.  I opened my eyes with quite a start.  In my ears was the pounding of my heart.  What was that sound I wondered aloud, and where did it come from?
The spirit of the door had come to life with a bright flash of white light.  In my head I heard a voice.  The voice called to me and offered a choice: restore my beauty or you will pay; it said to me that very day!
I woke in a flash, morning had come; the sound of the voice in my mind still hung.  Though dream I thought it was, to the hardware store I still went.  To replace the door knob and the hinge that was bent.  I gave the door a fresh coat of paint and I shined the rest of the decorative hardware around; never again did I hear the sound.   THE END.


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