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“When Clancy came to town we made a big fire in the afternoons three times. We burned sugar, scotch, milk, apples, candy, salad, chips, peanut butter, and other things that ghosts are supposed to like. Later, at night, while I was doing Riwo Sangchod meditation in the scary little room where we felt Sadie most strongly, Clancy saw two figures. He was staring at the wall, and he said, ‘They were like dark shadows dangling from the ceiling. They wanted to scare me, and they wanted me to look at them. They were swinging by their heels.’”

Read the final part of Amie Barrodale’s “Letter from a Haunted House” here.

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