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The Love Letter
Sometime in the distant past, in a little town settled in the core of a rambling woodland, there carried on with a young lady named Rose. Rose was known all through the town for her excellence, her graciousness, and her delicate soul. Regardless of her numerous admirers, Rose stayed single, liking to spend her days lost in the pages of the books she cherished to such an extent.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a bombing finds a connection with a veteran who has experienced similar trauma
In a little, quiet town, there was a phantom who had been meandering for a really long time. She was the phantom of a young lady who had kicked the bucket in a besieging that had crushed the town. The apparition was tortured by the recollections of her previous existence and couldn't discover a lasting sense of harmony or comfort. She meandered the town, looking for a method for facilitating her aggravation, however without any result.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a stampede finds solace in a park ranger who can understand her experience
In a distant wild park, there was a phantom who had been meandering for a really long time. She was the phantom of a young lady who had kicked the bucket in a charge that had killed a large number of her friends and family. The apparition was tortured by the recollections of her previous existence and couldn't discover an authentic sense of reconciliation or comfort. She wandered the recreation area, looking for a method for facilitating her aggravation, however without much of any result.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
Haunted Walls: The Horrors of the Abandoned Hospital
Prologue: If walls could talk, what stories would they tell? Tales of love and loss, triumph and tragedy, secrets and scandals that have taken place before their very eyes. Walls witness it all, silent observers of the passing of time.
By Viorel Secareanu3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a gas explosion finds peace with the help of a gas inspector
In a humble community, there was a phantom who had been meandering for quite a long time. She was the phantom of a young lady who had passed on in a gas blast that had killed a significant number of her friends and family. The apparition was tortured by the recollections of her previous existence and couldn't discover a true sense of harmony or comfort. She meandered the town, looking for a method for facilitating her aggravation, yet without much of any result.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
Dark Whispers
The old mansion had a history of horrors that echoed through the halls. It was a place of unrelenting darkness and dread. From the outside, it looked like any other grand old house, but within, it was a different story. The walls themselves seemed to have a life of their own, absorbing the pain and suffering of its inhabitants throughout the centuries. But little did anyone know that the walls had a voice of their own, a voice that could speak of unspeakable terrors.
By Viorel Secareanu3 years ago in Fiction
