"In 1993, I moved to Finsbury Park, London," writes The Cockney. "I used to walk along Gloucester Drive on my way home from work at approximately 1 a.m. One night I heard light-sounding footsteps on the other side of the street. It sounded like someone was in a hurry. The street was well lit, but I could not see anyone. Then these light footsteps crossed the street in front of me and seemed to go into a front garden of a house alongside me. I heard the breaking of twigs on the ground leading toward a hedge. Then the hedge began to shake a lot in one particular area, like whatever it was had been passing through the hedge...." That was just the beginning of The Cockney's strange experience. Read the rest of the story.
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