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Please Won't You be My Neighbor
Click here to read: The Fog - Adam strained to catch a glimpse of Mary Ann's face through the shrouded midst as the fog was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. It was his fault that he'd put her in harm's way...
Click here to read: The Wishing Well - Danny looked down at the ripples skimming over the top of the large wishing well in which he'd just tossed in a slug. It wasn't that he didn't have a penny, or a nickel, a dime or quarter - it's just that wishing wells were a bunch of crock.
The Haunted House - "Over here, I tell you! The coffin is over here!" Mona rolled her eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle. . . . Click to Read
The Crying Veil - Anna's eyes widened in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly covered with blood - drops of blood. She detected crying, pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony.... Click to Read
Poisoned Ivy - The moaning grew louder, emitting eerily from the forest walls. Ti wasn't so certain anymore that the noise was the sound of lovers, as the area was a cove for kindling romance. Had he not known better, he would have sworn the sound was the sound of a ghost! Click to Read
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Ghost Stories - Chaladar's Conquest
Act 3
For the sheer fun of it, Chaldar illuminated his eyes, making them appear to the lad who was now planted directly in front of him. He laughed as the lad swung out with his plastic sword, hitting air and nothing more as Chaldar had expertly dodged contact.
Little Andy attempted time and time again to swipe the ghost with his blade, failing at each attempt. The girl who had been watching from the front porch had vanished a good ten minutes ago.
Chaldar was growing tired of the game; it was time to wrap up the night. He had bigger fish to fry, such as terrifying Ms. Jerriatric again. My, how he loved her frightened looking face.
He stooped down and whispered to Andy, "Fate awaits, lad! It's time for you to go-"
Andy hit Chaldar full-force, aiming the can of liquid streamer, and soon covering the ghost like a cocooned moth. Right as Andy whacked the living daylights out of Chaldar, he asked the lad, "Please, tell me - how did you pinpoint my whereabouts?"
Before Andy's fatal blow, he eased out, "Sinaman."
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Widow Maker - The city lay shrouded in the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white. The year was 2785. Vincent’s keen eyesight cut through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings like a guided laser. He was searching for something lost, something that he would probably never reclaim. Click to Read
A Short Ghost Story - The incandescent moon hung low over the still sea as Jared sat transfixed, staring at the disturbing mob of lights in the distance. "A sea ghost?" he asked himself, his thoughts churning whereas the sea was not. It certainly appeared to be a ghost. Click to Read
The Lace Curtain - The graveyard lay in the misted distance. Kayla fingered the dingy lace curtain with high anticipation of catching a glimpse of the apparition that had appeared nightly for the last thirty days. It had began on the first of the month. This month. This unusually hot and blustery October month. Click to Read
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Click here to read: Chaldar's Conquest - Midnight. All Hallow's Eve. The sound of a nighthawk in the distance suddenly mixed with the eerie screams of the children stalking the streets in ridiculous costumes like wild rats on the loose.
Click here to read: Peeping Tom - Jack readjusted the lenses on the telescope so that he could better focus on Ms. Katy Lane. Being ten stories up in a high-rise had its advantages. For one, Ms. Lane took no precautions in closing her blinds.
Click here to read: Finders Keepers - "What do you think that it is?" Jessica asked Sam, eyeing the golden object that was shaped like an egg. It was so bright that she couldn't look at it for long, for it hurt her eyes.
Click here to read: The Tangled Web - Jock gazed at Eddie, his eyes fixed with a wild, evil gleam. So shiny; Eddie could actually see his reflection bouncing back at him.
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