William Harris "Dangerous Game"

 

William Harris

My name is William Harris. I’m forty-eight years old. Perhaps you’ve heard of me. I’m not famous, but many people have heard of me. You see, I’m a uniter. I’ve written about twenty-five books. I write all kinds of stories: love stories, detective stories and - yes, ghost stories. But don’t get the wrong idea. This isn’t just another ghost story. This is different from any story that I’ve ever written. Why? Because it’s a true story. Everything in this story has really happened...

For a number of years, William Harris has lived alone. His wife is dead and his only friend is Louis. Every Wednesday they play a game of chess. Then, one night, William feels a strange ‘presence’ in his bedroom, and his life will never be the same again. Every night, before he goes to sleep, this presence appears in his room. It is a friendly presence, a poltergeist, and William calls it ‘Poldy’. At first, he enjoys the company of this friendly ghost, and their game together makes him very happy. But then the game begins to change. William’s happiness changes to fear. Perhaps, if he tells his friend about it, everything will be all right? Or should he move to another house? But William doesn’t tell anyone his secret, and he doesn’t want to leave his home. He needs Poldy’s company, even when the game becomes very dangerous.

 

 

  

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