Real Ghost Stories Online 소설 & 이야기

"Oh yes dear, the owner of the motel lives up there, and don't you worry about the rumors." "What rumors," I asked. "Oh, you know about the place being haunted and all. That's not true because I've been working here for years now and I can confirm that those are all lies told by some greedy kids on their YouTube channels for clicks" "Sure…" I said as she handed me the keys "have a nice stay"

“You really think it’s all real? The monsters?” Jenna swats my arm playfully. “Of course! We did the deep dive. Forums are full of people who’ve seen things. Shadows in the trees. Eyes in the water.” She leans in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “And get this—there was a whole group of tourists, like, a year ago? They all vanished here. Poof. The island ate them. That’s the secret. If we can catch anything on live stream, we’ll blow up. Our channel is so boring. This is our ticket.”

“I’m terrified of ghosts. The piece of land I lived on with my dad connected to this road with open fields on both sides. Do you know the number of accidents that happen yearly simply because of ghosts?” “Now, why would I know that?” I glance at him. “A lot!” Quill refuses to budge from his point. “Ghosts don’t exist, Quill,” Kathleen pipes up. “Yeah?” Quill glares at her. “Says who? ‘Till a couple of months ago, werewolves and vampires didn’t exist either. Now look at us.” “I don’t know about ghosts,” Isabel pipes up, looking at Beth, “but my home used to be haunted. My foster parents used to put this strange liquid on the walls of the house to keep whatever was haunting us at bay.”

Octavio questioned. “Because I don’t enjoy sticking around the screen and writing some stupid codes. I like history, mystery, and how people lived those hidden worlds out there.” She chimed. “Hidden world, as in?” “I don’t know. People say mermaids do not exist, and I think they did; that’s why we are talking about them, right?” “What about ghosts?” He intentionally mentioned this thing that vanishes her smile instantly. “I think... they...” “Do you think we hallucinate things sometime?”

Calderon has nodded excitedly, thrilled that Macey, the librarian, has left her seat to check on him, a simple invader. “Cool, I rarely see students marvel through that corner of this library. There are only a few and I could even count them using my ten fingers,” Macey has let out a bitter giggle. “I bet paranormal stories weren't the trend these days. People tend to be more realistic now. Nobody believes in ghosts and creatures aside from scared kids.” “I don't think so. Fantasy stories with vampires and werewolves as characters are gaining attention.” “Really?” “As what I've observed online.”

She was embarrassed to even think about it yet she could not get rid of it. "Is everything alright with you?" Laura questioned her who wanted to cry. "I am alright." She inhaled deeply looking at Zander who was coming towards the cafeteria. "Do you know, Zander has a show on his YouTube channel . He is finding if ghosts are real or not and for that he is going to meet some shaman today." Laura told her whose eyes followed Zander. He sat with Mike making her chuckle. "He believes that ghosts are not real and he could expose their lies.

"Werewolves exist in real life. Witches exist in real life. You don't believe in telekinesis? Wait. Are you one of those guys who doesn't believe in extraordinary abilities but does believe in ghosts?" I absolutely believed Lewis was the type to believe in ghosts. I would bet money he had a story in his head about poltergeists or a haunting somewhere. He was the kind to buy into snake oil if it was sold by a guy with an 'honest face.' "Ghosts are real," Rachel countered, "You don't believe in ghosts, but you think you have superhuman powers?" "I'm a werewolf. We're all werewolves. We all have superhuman powers. I just also happen to be telekinetic."

“You mean the hauntings?” Seraphina leaned in, curious. “I think I heard a little about that. What exactly is going on?” I nodded and took another sip of juice. “Some of the servants say they see ghostly figures floating around the estate at night. Pale shapes moving through the gardens or near the windows. A few have even heard soft whispers when no one is there. Everyone is quite scared and shocked by it.” Zoe shivered a little even though the day was warm. “Do you think ghosts are real? I have never seen one, but my mother used to tell stories about spirits that could not rest.”

I switch off the lights for extra measure. “So this happened when my mom was 17 years old. One day, she and four of her friends were having a sleepover when they decided to tell ghost stories. So, my mom was narrating a story about a doll that is a medium for dead spirits. People would often call their dead relatives and talk to them. And if you want to call the doll, you have to hold hands and chant, ‘Suzie, please come,’ three times. People named the doll Suzie,” I speed dial, Reed.

​The Ghost-Archive ​"They’re ghosts, Aara," I realized, touching the flickering wall. The static reacted to my "Presence," momentarily forming the shape of a face, a city, a line of alien script, before dissolving back into chaos. "This is what happens when you don't ground your story in the stone. You become a 'Residual-Echo.'"