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I write ghost stories. It really doesn't make much sense for me to write about them because I'm scared of them. But, you see, I live in a house built around 1850. I know there's been a lot of living in this house. Not only living but also dying. Back then people didn't go to the hospital to die, they did that at home. I've heard of two deaths that probably happened here. I'll talk about those tomorrow.
Published on February 08, 2017 09:11
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I looked up at the ceiling and said nicely, "Listen, we had an agreement of sorts. I made the arrangement and you, I thought listened." Now, I have to admit, I never heard anyone exactly, but I felt w
I looked up at the ceiling and said nicely, "Listen, we had an agreement of sorts. I made the arrangement and you, I thought listened." Now, I have to admit, I never heard anyone exactly, but I felt we had an agreement they would not scare me. The sound I heard sounded like croquet balls falling loudly, three times. Each time I heard it, I felt my heart skip. I've tried desperately to figure it out, debunking as they say, to no avail. I got cold and had that feeling of absolute dibelief.
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