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Submitted to Contest #65
Hill Cross cemetery is possibly the world’s most incorrectly named cemetery that has ever existed, on account of the fact that there’s no hill anywhere in sight! In fact, it’s set so low that you could almost call it a valley, and as such it’s prone to flooding and there’s been more than one occasion when a gravestone has been uprooted and floated down the lane! The valley of the dead! Not a nice place to be in the daytime, let alone at night!Thankfully, no bodies have been unearthed (yet) but it’s only a matter of time! The ground is so ero...
Submitted to Contest #64
Grandma says that ghosts are just memories; moments in time, experienced by the people that were here before us. I wish I could believe her, but I know how memories feel. They can be strong, they can invoke emotions, smells, taste, love and fear, and yet, a memory has never made me feel the way this house does. Memories don't reach out and touch you, and memories don't whisper in your ear. Chills run down my spine as I remember the last time that I was here. I swore it would be the last… and yet, here I am, driving up to the rusty iro...
Submitted to Contest #63
Why did I let Kate persuade me to drink so much last night?! Oh yes… we talked about that. It's because I'm still in the hangover phase of my new life and the best way to cure a hangover is to continue drinking. It made sense at the time... I've always done what my parents wanted. I did the course they wanted me to do at university, then I went into the world of finance, just like they wanted. I hated it and it destroyed my soul, so I got completely wasted one night, left my parents a rambling voice message about how they couldn't control...
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. Some of them were, anyway, because others had already turned brown, fallen to the floor and been crushed into the mud. They'd gone through their life cycle; growing and changing with the seasons, until their purpose was fulfilled. Whatever that purpose was. Was it to look pretty, to shelter birds or was it deeper than that? It was more than that. After all, trees inhale the bad air and breathe out the precious oxygen that we need to survive. Trees are life. Those leaves were trodde...
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