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"This place really is cursed. It's a ghost! A ghost!" I slapped my hand over her mouth. She loved horror stories. She was always easily scared, but she loved them nonetheless. Seeing the real thing now, she was scared out of her wits. "Don't be scared. There are so many of us here. What's there to be scared of?" Normally, having so many people around would make ghosts less frightening. But right now, the sky was dark and overcast, and fog was rolling in. Everything was hazy. People couldn't see each other clearly. It was the kind of bone-chilling terror that made everyone's skin crawl and even made their sense of self slip away.

I said "it's okay you guys carry on I will be back after sometime" they agreed i went to library i seen bookshelf is moving how can a bookshelf move is there any ghost here iam scared god if it is really will it kill me I went slowly someone is coming I thought it ghost and screamed "ahhhhhh" someone closed my mouth with their palm and pinned me to bookshelf

I’m sure everyone knows somethings going on between us but I’m starting not to care. “It’s time to tell ghost stories!!” Becca announces. Anybody got a good one? Everyone looks around but no one volunteers. “Oh shit! What about that night we watched the Gremlins.” Michael says I know exactly what he’s talking about. One of the scariest nights of our lives. “Oh man that was scary tell it Becca!” Christopher yells and everyone’s intrigued. “Rosalie tells it best she remembers the details better because she’s older.” Becca says

I shrug. “People think the place contains psychic traces of ancient people and times. And there’s no end to the ghost stories. From a lady in a white hood who haunts Avebury Manor, to a rock that crosses the road at midnight. Sounds fun but it’s far from it.” I gaze into the kitchen corner then back at the camera. Bringing up ghosts makes me uneasy.

Lima went frightened very much. She wanted to send Amara away immediately but the young lady was an educated woman. She did not believe in ghosts and refused to listen to her grandmother. The wedding preparation was in full swing. The night before Amara went to bed, she got a call from Alexander. "Hi baby, how are you?" You see I am stuck here in this haunted house, you are a very brave woman. Can you help me get out of it?" Amara at once left her house to reach Alexander. As soon as she reached the premises of the ghostly palace, she began to hear the weird voices.

The moon shines fully, illuminating the darkness outside and providing a glint of light to Svetlana’s eyes as she stared up at it while she sat on a bench with Ahrio next to her. “There’s a legend in Southeast Asian countries that whenever it’s the full moon, ghosts, monsters and other scary supernatural beings appear and roam the world of the living. Do you know that?” Svetlana shared one of those horror stories she had heard from her childhood. Smiling, she glanced at Ahrio and caught him just staring at her face like he’s engrossed about everything about her. “Really? Do those supernatural beings include goddesses? Coz I’m definitely seeing one right now.”

" She was terrified. She trembled and clapped her hand on her mouth? It was awkward because the mansion was encircled by a concrete wall fence. "It couldn't have been an intruder. Perhaps it was a roaming dog, but they didn't own any in the mansion. It couldn't be a dog because there was no way it could have jumped over the wall fence unless it had wings. She was confused. "Oh, mother Mary, I am scared." She hauled the blanket over her head shaking tremendously. Suddenly she vividly recollected the story about ghosts; Her mother had once told her that in some families, the dead return during the night to haunt their enemies or watch over their loved ones.

he smirks I gasp "Oh my God, you didn't-, I swear when we get home I'll-" Blondie exclaims "Who are you freaking talking to!, you're scaring me!" she looks at me with a frightened "Uhmm is it a good time to tell you I see a ghost?" I shrug She gives me a confused look

"I've just heard stories about it from the other kids in the neighborhood." "What kind of stories?" I asked. "Well, some of them say that it's haunted," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "They say that strange things happen there at night, and that sometimes you can see a ghostly figure in one of the windows." I raised an eyebrow. "Do you believe in ghosts, Jayden?" He shook his head. "No, not really. But the stories still scare me." I could understand why. Even as a grown man, the idea of a haunted house gave me chills. But I had a feeling there was more to the story than just spooky tales.

"Don't tell ghost stories in broad daylight!" Zhiluan somersaulted twice on the ground before taking flight again. "I'm not telling you stories! If you look into the mirror and see a long-haired female ghost in red on your back, that means the ghost has caught hold of your life. She's there to make you her scapegoat..." Following Zhiluan's incessant and horrifying storytelling, Qingyu covered her ears. Liu Feiyan stomped her foot and huffed in anger. "Xiao Chen! Aren't you going to control your cat? This place is scary enough without him telling us all these stories!"