I was quite young and I thought george and sam were my imaginary friends. It wasnt until I walked up to mum randomly and said 'Its alright mum, i know they're dead, they are grey.'. Mum was freaked out then but then they would aggrivate me in my sleep by tickling my feet and they would drop things on the floor. When we moved when I was about 4 Sam couldn't go, because he was a baby and had to stay with his mum and George only visited me sometimes because he was old... I recently have found out that George was my great great great granddad but we dont know who sam was.