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“You said you’d never do that in a million years!” As the saying goes, ‘Look before you leap’. I shrugged. I have seen the show ‘Love Trap’ many times, and wondered why people would go on these shows. The infamous show claims you will find true love by marrying another contestant they’ve never met or seen. I often watched the show, just to see their faces when they met their match. Sometimes they are pleasa...
You’ve got a letter”, exclaimed Danielle, “from a solicitor!” I cannot understand why. I haven’t done anything wrong; I thought as I gingerly opened the envelope. To my great surprise Aunt Hilda had passed away and left me ten million pounds in her will, but there was a catch. I didn’t know I had an Aunt Hilda; in fact, I didn’t know of any rich people in my family. Danielle, my fiance, was naturally exc...
“Remind me why we’re here?” “Ghost hunting” “Why at night?”, quizzed Lisa. “Because they only come out at night”, replied Terri. The two friends, both in their twenties, walked from the woods into the ruins of the eight-hundred-year-old abbey. The roof had long gone, allowing the full moon to give some illumination to the very shadowy remains. Large sections of old stone walls still existed as...
Angry grey clouds filled the sky, swirled by a bitter cold wind. This isn’t how I expected spring to be. Making my way back to the car I heard a voice say, “Pete, aren’t you talking to me?” I turned and saw Danielle, whom I’ve not seen for five years. Now 30, she stood with a welcoming smile. Her green eyes sparkled in the little light available, she still had dark shoulder length brown hair. I felt uplifted to se...
“I cannot believe you talked me into this.” “Easy money.” Louise smirked. I looked around at our spooky environment, our accommodation for the night. Spending the night in a cemetery, for a mere £100 bet, is hardly easy money. Our torches had little effect on the vast darkness. Thankfully there was a full moon, giving some illumination through the wispy clouds, allowing us to see row after row of well-kept ...
The clock struck eleven, on the church overlooking the dark graveyard. The only other sound to breach the silence was the occasional breeze through the surrounding trees. The clear sky was dominated by the looming full moon which cast eerie shadows of the disheveled old graves that dominated the cemetery. “What’s that?” I heard some rustling, like footsteps nearby. “Relax, don’t be so on edge”, assured Loui...
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