Ghost Story Gif Novels & Stories

The eye was still looking at me. It...it speaks! It doesn't have a mouth but it speaks. "!!!!" I paled. So the eye was a ghost too... Scary...

I now suddenly realize that I said that out loud " Who are you talking to?" She stares at me weirdly "Do you see them too?" I' wear a confuse expression "see what too?" She leans closer to me and whispers ''spirits" "You mean like ghosts?" She shakes her head "Yes..yes ghosts" "Wait you mean, you see them?" She nods frighten I think to myself 'That's strange I thought I was the only one' Tommy respondes "so did I" ''Hey, Tori why don't you come with me and maybe-"

Cold breeze brought goosebumps on their body. "Helllooo dear frieenndd." A ghost whispered, her presence was felt close to Helen. Her presence brought fear to everyone, it sent shivers to everyone's spines. She appeared in a smoky form, each time, she would deliberately fade away or appear in a human form but in a smoky way, without skin, only Helen could see her human form because she only revealed herself to Helen as a result of her closeness to her. Everybody froze staring at the smoky sight fading and coming together.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

" Two guards in black immediately moved in, ignoring Nellie's struggle as they dragged her toward the exit. Around them, guests lifted their phones, snapping pictures and laughing under their breath. Voices overlapped, mocking how pathetic the Scott siblings were, laughing that people like them might as well be dead. What they didn't know was that I was already dead. And Nellie was suffering from the same illness I had. She didn't have much time left either.

77 in cash. The ghost story doesn't end. It just multiplies.

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

I added, then rolled my eyes at him. I saw him grinning, and I felt my heart pound again. He really reminds me of the guy that I was kissing the other night in the club! He really looks like Braddy, especially when he smiles. "And you really think I'm joking? I'm telling the truth. Ghosts exist here in the province," he continued. I rolled my eyes again and just held my breath. "I don't care. I'm not afraid," I answered and then sighed. He didn't speak and just shrugged his shoulders to continue reading. A few minutes passed, and I looked at my watch again, which is why I stood up from my seat. Manang Gina entered just in time and immediately approached me.

Valentino stood near the whiskey shelf, already pouring a glass. Ghost set the bag down. “Your French minister better send me a fucking Christmas card.” “You got it?” I asked. He opened the bag, pulling out the heavy gold frame. Thick. Old. Wrapped in silk. “Let me see it,” I snapped. Ghost peeled the cloth away. Silence hit the room like thunder. It was a portrait. A woman. Not just any woman. Eyes dark as ink. Fox at her feet. Red string around her wrist. Fox teeth glinting from her grin.