Ghost Sickness Supernatural Novels & Stories

“I was in and out of sleep.” “Thoughts of Titanic?” He turned to face her now, and he was sitting more closely than she thought prudent. “Sometimes,” she shrugged. “Most of my ghosts reside elsewhere.” He closed his eyes and turned his head away. “I’m sorry, Meg.” “I don’t need your sympathy either,” she reminded him, though her tone was just as innocent as his had been. “I suppose not,” he admitted, turning back to face her. “But you have it just the same.”

I whispered, my words slipping through the air like a sharp blade. Her face paled, and her hands trembled as the realization washed over her. Samantha, the ghost from our past, a specter we had long thought banished to the depths of forgotten memories. Yet here she was, resurfacing like a vengeful spirit, intent on wreaking havoc upon our fragile existence. I moved swiftly, my hands still feverishly gathering our belongings, tying up loose ends. It was a race against time, against the shadow that loomed ominously over us. I refused to let Samantha's malicious intent extinguish the fragile flame of hope that burned within our hearts.

When I was six years old, I came down with a terrible fever. Doris carried me through a blizzard and begged a clinic doctor to treat me. She spent her entire life pinching pennies, setting aside every dollar for my future wedding. "Mark, ghosts are easier to deal with than people. A ghost just wants your life, but people will strip you to the bone." She used to say it while sipping her tea. ‘Doris, you were wrong. ‘In this world, people are far more poisonous than ghosts.’

She obviously didn't see the comprehension she looked for. "Suzanne." She said it softly, slowly, as though we were five year olds. "Was possessed. By ghosts." If it hadn't been so close to the truth, I would have laughed at the seriousness in her face. As it was, I could barely breathe. "Tell us, Pain," Alison said, not noticing my total lack of control, "how exactly do you know this? Silly us, we all thought Suzanne OD'd on something she couldn't handle and was hallucinating. Ghosts are a new theory."

I protested as I quickly looked to see how many evil stares I was getting as a result of his attention. To my surprise and relief, they were all too preoccupied with conversation that sounded high pitched and argumentative to pay any attention to me. “Paranormal does not mean ghost hunter. It denotes events or phenomena that are beyond the scope of normal scientific understanding,” he offered. “I would say that getting impressions from places or things falls in that category. Wouldn’t you?” I thought for a moment and then nodded. “What have you gotten from this place?” he asked.

“Physical vampires?” He slowly shook his head. “It is not that I discount it, necessarily. It is that I have yet to see an example of it with my own eyes. I’ve seen horrible, awful things. I’ve seen perfectly healthy people have psychotic breaks. Completely unexplained. Could this be accounted to demonic possession? Yes. Could it be accounted to vampirism? Perhaps. In my view, it doesn’t really matter what you label it. What you have is an unexplained event that is outside the guise of normal—thus, para-normal.

My heart is furiously beating as I type the word nonhuman. Many articles pop up so I just click on the first one. There are so many definitions. Sirens,witches, vampires , demons and yes, Angels are there too. Apparently the term is used to describe people who are not exactly humans, people with unusual gifts or powers. The following article says nonhumans are just a myth and that no such thing exists. One says they were real during the eighteenth century but we're destroyed and are now extinct. I keep on reading and even click on the images. The images are a bit scary and definitely not human. The thought that I could be one of those things is more than scary.

I repeat my inclination to understand the magnetic field around me that richly holds me. What I don't understand is, am I understanding? Is there a ghost supporting my intellect from behind? Could she be Amy after being dead? But my experiments have started giving sound speculations after her death. Can ghosts really help or deter human thinking? Ghosts are the remaining energies left out after complete bodily death. If it's energy and it's free. If it has no body. It can go for free anywhere. No one has ever before talked to ghosts in a scientific lab. Ghosts never so openly supported scientific understanding and research. But what if they are doing so now? The past happenings need not alwa

"Well, if you haven't noticed so far, we're investigating a case dating nearly forty years back. So far without any lead to prove it's the work of a person and not what people say it to be." "Ugh, you're talking about that stuff? What did people call it again? Samodivas? You believe the cause of all murders is some forest ghosts?" I burst into laughter. This is ridiculous. "Well, can you prove it otherwise?" His question makes my smile frown. Can I prove it? So far I have had no success. But I refuse to believe the cause of all problems is a ghost. Or more like 'unearthly beautiful spirits that lurk in the nights' if I must quote all the people I interrogated so far.