Novel & Cerita Ghost In Car Crash

He decided to wait for them till they returned. Cold breeze danced about in the car making goosebumps fill his body, he began to shiver in fear and his breathing was unusually fast. He felt a hand touch his back, his eyes widened and he froze then he turned around to see who touched him but he saw no One. He was nervous, he knew the car wasn't safe anymore, he knew he had to step out of the car. He was still contemplating whether to leave now or not when the car opened and a ghost appeared at him then disappeared almost immediately. He screamed, the sight was too terrifying to see, the ghost then stretched it's skeleton hands forward to get him but it's hands didn't reach him. Mr Wellspring

Thaddeus sensed the danger a moment too late. He whirled from what remained of the ghoul's body, more slabs of meat to be tossed in the woods for scavengers than man, but even he wasn't fast enough to stop the attack. Somehow they'd missed a passenger. Another ghoul, wearing signs of road rash, swayed by the passenger door of his car. Toni, eyes shut, was completely oblivious to its presence. Thaddeus began to run, Marc a furry companion at his side, but they both knew they wouldn't make it in time.

It was supposed to be a pleasant day, but there, stood Alberta's Ghost only a few metres away from them, she was there to haunt, to taunt and to cause chaos! Joe was still shook, his breathing was as loud as the steam that continuously puffed out of the car's bonnet, the airbag had shot right at his face and bruised his for head leaving him with a bleeding face and nose, he turned to Viola and found her lifeless on her seat, she had bumped her head on the side glass of her door. "V? V?" Joe called to her in terror as he shook her fiercely, but she wouldn't answer, Joe hoped and prayed that it was what he thought in his mind.

Mary said it was over—but he couldn't stop chasing her ghost. He sent gifts. Rare. Lavish. All to Franklin's estate. Tonight, it was an auction. One of the pieces? A painting Mary once adored. Rain screamed down. The Maybach sliced through the storm. Then—headlights. Bang. The crash roared. Brian's body whipped forward, skull slamming the seat. Glass shredded his skin. Blood everywhere. The car took the hit head-on, launched into the air, then slammed down hard—flipping again and again before vanishing into the sea.

But in the dark, in our hyper-scared state, it looked like the ghost from the movie. “Drive faster!” I screamed, gripping the wheel—oh wait, I wasn’t driving. I clutched the seat. Taranis slammed the accelerator, almost hitting a pothole. “I am not dying because of a ghost! She’s real!” We both shrieked simultaneously as the figure passed by, her long white coat flapping like wings in the wind. When we were safely past the highway, I peeked out the window and realized: it was just an old lady, walking home from somewhere in her long white cardigan.

There were deaths all around and just looking at the mess, he could feel something growing inside of him. The rescue team had arrived with siren blowing everywhere and those who were able to be rescued were immediately transferred into the ambulance. He has never seen so many ambulances in one place before. He searched for the instigator of the accident but the person seemed to be no where to be found. He was surprised, he had seen him lying a little far from the scene but now, he couldn’t find him anywhere. He wanted to investigate but then it seemed like something had tapped into him and he froze. His eyes going back to the scene of the accidents and he saw them, ghouls climbing out of the

my life. "Ah--!" She suddenly shoved the car door open and stumbled out. Ronald's pupils shrank. Before he could reach out, a black Toyota accelerated diagonally out of nowhere-- Bang! The dull crash exploded through the air. Gia was flung several meters away like a broken kite, slamming hard onto the ground. Blood instantly poured from her mouth and nose. Pedestrians froze for a split second before screaming and rushing over. Ronald panicked, pushing his wheelchair forward. On the ground, Gia's fingers twitched as she weakly reached toward him.

She looks very familiar. "Oh, Syd! Look! Isn't that the lady we are looking for? We are damn lucky! Hey, Madam! Can you hear us? Do you remember me?" OJ yelled at the woman as she ran near her, and I stopped in the middle of the road when the cars around me continued driving after the traffic light turned green. I took a deep breath, trying not to be scared as these vehicles couldn't hurt me. I walked to where OJ and Madam Marcella were. And I was pretty surprised when I saw another person with the woman. And I know that he isn't physically here. He's a ghost, too.

The driver cried out as though it was his last moment. “What the fuck!” Cindy said, noticing what was happening, her mind left her chest, and for some minutes it felt as though her breath had ceased. Before she could know what was happening, their car simulated twice and then hit a big pile in the road. “Damn! There was a very serious accident; Cindy and her driver were involved in a ghastly motor accident, and no one was there to see what was happening. What! Is Cindy dead?She just had a ghostly accident, and it is very impossible for her to survive.

Suddenly I heard the screech of metal, tires skidding, and desperate screams from a man and a woman. I knew exactly who they were. It was the exact moment of their car crash. All the helplessness, every detail rushing back. Then a woman’s face appeared right in front of mine so close I couldn’t even make out her expression. I opened my mouth to scream, but the face vanished into a cloud of white dust that blew across me from nowhere. I was hyperventilating. I’ve always believed in ghosts and spirits, and right now every part of me was screaming that this was real.