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Please Won't You be My Neighbor
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
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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A Short Ghost Story - Act I
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.
From the moment that he had noticed the lights, the waters had calmed to nothing more than lapping wet whispers. The air had changed with the movements of the sea, and it currently held the chill of death.
Jared shook his thoughts, deciding it best to head inland. With a misted moon anchored in the sky, it wasn't a sailor's moon or a sailor's sky. Not enough visibility, especially considering he was in a small craft.
He took hold of the oars and with a burst of adrenaline, set them into motion only to find that they had taken on a life of their own - rowing intently towards the mysterious light ahead - the light that Jared had been wanting to escape.
Jared frantically fought his course to no avail, finding himself hovering directly below the eerie lights. When he glanced upward, he was able to make out the shape moving amongst the lights.
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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
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
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