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Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

I'm trying to make myself as small as possible, maybe it will go away this way. I just want it to stop, I need it to stop. I won't let Aurora turn me into a monster and I most certainly will not let her use me to hurt Sky. I would rather die than let any demon feed on him, it's my worst fear and I will do anything to keep it from happening. I keep my eyes and ears closed, in the hopes of blocking things out. Maybe if I can't hear or see anything it will go away. Yes, it will go away. Aurora will go back into cage and steer clear of Sky, I won't let her hurt Sky, never.

You can't help me. That dream. That dream. She's still hunting me. What does she want from me? I didn't want that to happen. I'm sorry. My world is turning. My world is turning and turning. I see double. I'm getting dizzy. I'm seeing things. I'm seeing her. She's here. She's here with me. She's haunting me. I'm hearing her cry. I screamed as I covered my ears. I don't want to hear her. I hear her.

Savannah. "Scarlett, what are you doing? What did you do?" She asked, horrified as her eyes darted between me and the room, the realisation dawning on her. Grabbing me by my upper arms, she shook me violently. "What did you do, Scarlett? What madness is this? You've gone too far, Scarlett, too far." She cried out. Breaking out of her hold, I snapped, "I've gone too far? Really, Miss Hawton? I just got thrown across the room like a ragdoll by some freaking invisible force, and you're telling me that I've gone too far? You've got to be kidding me. Tell me the truth; I want to know what the hell is going on in this place. Is this a haunted house or something? Are

But I knew I couldn’t keep it to myself any longer. “Freya... She's being haunted. By the spirit of the girl who used to live in this room." My father’s face paled, and he looked at me with wide eyes. “What are you talking about? Haunted?" I nodded, my throat tight. “Yes. I’ve seen it. Freya’s been acting strange, and I’ve felt it too. The energy in this house, it’s... it’s wrong. There’s something here, something that’s been lingering for a long time. And I think it’s connected to that girl."

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

I chipped in with details to make the story as airtight as possible, hoping to make it seem as real as we could. But despite all our efforts, Helena and Howard's expressions showed growing doubt, as if they were trying to understand what we were saying without thinking we were crazy. That is, until I pulled out my phone, turned on the flashlight, and waved my finger in the air. They both froze, horrified, when they saw there was no shadow cast by my hand. "I actually asked you to come here because I wanted to ask Howard something. The version of me that you interact with—has anything seemed off about her?"

and not a ghost or fay entity. +++++++++ Haunted House #3: Human Hi there. I would like to share this unique experience that my husband and I had when we first moved into this haunted house. It was around December of last year, and we needed to find an affordable place within the metro and we were surprised that this residence was available and its rent was within the price range that we wanted.. When I was going to pay for the house, I was with my husband’s aunt. Now, please note that she had the ability to feel out and even see, at times, different kinds of ghosts. other supernatural beings and even paranormal entities.

"I was so frightened by her request that I scared her away. She disappeared and didn't come back until a month later. When she came back, she didn't look sad. She looked really furious. Around that time, my mom was pregnant for him the second time. He lost his job and didn't allow mom to work. For the whole year, bad things began to happen. He even got into a fight with some people and they almost killed him" "I see...The ghost-girl's work" Juana mumbled. "I was too young to understand everything. But I knew some things. The beating got worse when he found out I saw a girl-ghost. I think he was really scared that the girl he killed has come to haunt him down" "The beating?"

"Damn you, Annabelle." As I continued my solitary journey, the shadows cast by the towering trees became more menacing. Each twist and turn in the road seemed to reveal hidden horrors, imaginary figures lurking just beyond my peripheral vision. My overactive imagination conjured images of malevolent entities hiding behind the gnarled trunks, their eyes glinting with malicious intent. A shiver ran down my spine as I quickened my pace, desperate to escape the oppressive darkness that enveloped me.