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I proved to myself that a little investigation and a lot of nerve can solve a mystery

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DEJA VU: a simple dog walk on the beach turned weird for Kerry

DEJA VU: a simple dog walk on the beach turned weird for Kerry

DEJA VU: a simple dog walk on the beach turned weird for Kerry

Have you ever had a strange experience, one that you can't possible explain? I like to think of myself as a fairly logical, sensible soul, until it comes to thoughts of becoming the next Mrs George Clooney and then all bets are off the table.

But normally I try to rationalise things. Like the first night I spent on my own in my first little house, a two up and two down that was so small you almost had to walk sideways to move from room to room. It was a compact house but I adored it with all my heart and was so excited about moving in. I'd never spent a night in a house on my own before that evening. I'd always shared with either family or friends but the thought of being on my own didn't scare me, at least not until I was awoken in the wee small hours of the morning by a banging on the window of the bedroom.

I climbed out of bed, crossed to the window, opened the curtains and got the shock of my life as something white flew across the window and banged the glass. I'd have left Usain Bolt in my wake as I jumped clear across the room and back under the bedcovers. I lay there, contemplating phoning my Daddy and asking him to make the hour-long journey to my house, just to check what was outside the window. Soft-hearted soul that he was, I know he'd have been in the car and on his way before I finished the phone call but, in a moment of clarity, I realised that now I was living on my own, I was going to have to try and figure these things out for myself.


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