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One particularly stormy night, after one of Grandma''s wonderfully cooked meals, we gathered in the living room. There was a chill in the air, and Grandpa built a fire in the wood stove. I can remember how cozy it was to sit by the woodstove and the low light of the oil lamps. Grandpa said he had a story to tell me. Since my grandpa likes to tell scary stories, I scooted over by my grandma and prepared to listen as he began his story...