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Elaine was extremely solemn as she said, “Let me tell you. Someone was killed by a ghost at the Mount Phoenix Cemetery last night! Even his brain was completely sucked out! It is said that he was bleeding out of his seven orifices when he died, and there was a big hole on the top of his head. As a result, his head turned out to be an empty shell with nothing inside at all!” When Claire heard this, she could not help but have a helpless expression on her face as she said, “Mom, no matter what it is, you’re still a university graduate. You actually believe such rumors? There is no such thing as ghosts in this world! It’s all just a lie.”

Marina tried to look inside, only to see a burned-out house, so she asked the person in front: “Tell me, what's going on in there?” “ Oh, you don't know, Marina's house burned down last night and she probably didn't escape the fire, she must have died...” The man had just finished speaking when he turned to see Marina, he stood dumbfounded for a moment, his face gradually became afraid, then shouted: “ G... Gh... Ghostttttt!!!!” The man's scream caught everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes turned to Marina. Of course everyone was like the other man, their faces gradually became scared, they all backed away into the distance. Right now they just want to stay away from Marina as far as pos

But the Blood Moon blood in me kept me calm like a deadly tsunami in face of a life threatening situation, and I decided to stay calm and get more info first. Then, panic later. So I swallowed to muster a casual tone. “As in a ghost sighting?” My best friend nodded, grimacing at the sorry piece of filet dangling from her fork. “Some grad stud heard strange noises. But he swore he was alone because there were no lab sessions that time.” I was breathing again, smiling and shaking my head as though it was some silly story, until Eva leaned in and lowered her voice to add secretly. “But I think he wasn’t alone.”

Confused and slightly frightened, Sunny sat up in bed, wondering what was going on. As Sunny sat in bed, she looked around all angles of her bedroom while feeling off edge. She heard whispers but couldn’t make out what they were saying, which made her a bit scared. As she squeezed into her sheets, her palms started to sweat. The whispers grew louder, and Sunny could feel a presence in the room. She mustered up the courage to call out, "Who's there?" but received no response. The whispers then filled the bedroom loudly, and a ghostly face slowly came out of Sunny's white bedroom wall across from her. The face came out in gray smoke and seemed to be staring directly at Sunny. Goosebumps formed

I whispered back, then there I saw him opening his eyes slowly. "That is not human, so go back to sleep and let them play themselves in the middle of the night." What does that mean? They are not humans? And let them play in the middle of the night? When he saw my curious and puzzled face, he turned around to face me and look at me seriously. "In every dormitory, there is a ghost. It's a normal thing of course, that's why some students even though they need to travel far from their houses, they were choosing it over dormitory because they can't just handle some creepy things. So whatever you will hear and see needs to be buried at that moment. We don't need to see them, but we can actually f

“Ghost.” My body stiffens immediately.

Then the chief started to make clear to them, “Huh… I think you can’t understand the question thoroughly so let me rephrase it. Did you guys see some weird things like people disappearing from the place suddenly or talking about ghosts or blah blah blah…” After he said it, they were thinking for some minutes and one of the boys said that his mother was talking about an old greenhouse which had been destroyed by some accident and was being possessed by ghosts and that’s why we all are planning to go there…” As soon as he started to talk about their plan, one of his friends beat his hand and the boy stopped talking about it and finished the sentence by telling. “I think that’s what my mother t

"She came on the back of a storm and left a curse in its wake. They say she walks the cliffs on a new moon, a ghost of salt and sorrow." He straightened up, his brief moment of generosity vanishing. "Now get out. Before we throw you out." It wasn't a lead; it was a ghost story. But it was a thread. I glanced at Cassius, but his expression was carved from stone. "Thank you," I said to the scarred man, leaving my beer untouched. I pulled the heavy door open, but a shift in the room made me look back. They were on their feet, a silent, menacing wall of bodies between us and the bar.

The coincidence was just too much to be true. He took another look at the name on the ID card; with his imaginative eyes he slowly turned the name Heaven backwards and it appeared as Nevaeh. He has been sleeping with a ghost he concluded. There was no need to call a prophet to reveal it, even the blind will see and understand this. He needs to drive this thought away, make the pain and fear disappear, he needs to get drunk; so he ran away from the morgue and went to a beer parlour.

I further questioned him Hearing my question Draco face suddenly turned overcast as he said “It’s a Black blood ghost” “Black Blood Ghost?” I was stunned, I haven’t read anything about such a type of ghost in my grandmother book, and this looked something new and dangerous at same time.