Write a story about someone who is haunted. Whether by a ghost or something else is up to you.

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“Spooky” by David McCahan

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Things came easily for me as a child. Math was simple. Reading was, too. I knew how to read before any of my classmates. Even in Kindergarten I was knocking through Sally Dick and Jane while the rest of the class was struggling to sound out the words. My closest friend then was Billy Connors. Billy was a good kid who just lived down the street. We played football in each other’s yards, climbed trees, rode bikes everywhere in a time where you just told your parents you were going to go play on a Saturday morning and all they said was to be ho...

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“THE VISIT” by Glenna Agnew

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THE VISIT The sheets wrapped around me tightly and I felt like a mummy in an Egyptian tomb. The roof of the loft was only inches from my face. I started to hyperventilate. Breathing heavily. Breathing fast. I felt a tightness in my chest and a tingling in my arms. I felt like I was in an oven, no, trapped under the ice, no I don’t know how I felt, just get me out of here. I pulled roughly on the sheets tearing them from my body, hearing them rip, not caring about how much I had paid for the Egyptian cotton whatever thread count. Free a...

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“Curtain Fall” by Harbor McGraw

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Thick, velvet curtains towered above Valorie. Her soft black shoes clapped quietly against the floor as she crossed the stage, heading to her place. In the center of the stage, a grand, gleaming black piano waited for her. Above the piano hung a spotlight, which glowed like a single eye over the Valorie’s bench. Following her lead, a handful of other musicians filed onstage and surrounded her. Their attire was quite handsome— all of the same smooth, dark cloth. All came to stand proudly beside their own shining instruments. Some of the memb...

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“Diary of a Dead Girl” by Annabelle Soley

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My Dearest Sarah, June 7th It’s not my fault. My therapist used to tell me that I shouldn’t blame myself as much. She didn’t know me. She didn’t know what I could do. It is my fault. I did it. They can’t know that though. Good Bye Sarah, Daisy Dear Diary, June 2nd Today was quite the day. I lost my best friend. She’d tell me that it wasn’t my fault. She’d tell me to blame Ryan for eating my lunch and making me on edge for the rest of the day, but I’m going to blame myself regardless of what I know she’d ...

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“The Prank” by KD Weinert

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The wind whispers threats through bare branches, and clouds race each other across the sky, their edges lit by moonlight. Perfect. I can’t ask for better weather. I check my watch and curse under my breath. I’m late. Trick-or-treaters are already prowling the neighborhood and I haven’t finished setting up. Shouldn’t be a problem. I’m not trying to scare the little ones, just the teenagers, and they don’t usually come out for another couple of hours. As I inspect the stain on my driveway with my flashlight, a trio of tiny superheroes a...

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“The dark nite of the soul.” by Rose Lind

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CautionSwearing.Death from Cancer.Sexual references.That bag had laid next to that single bed, my single bed. It was an eternal reminder of the conflict of my life of caring, of not caring and being able to say, "I don't care!"I touched the play arrow for utube reiki on my phone, "Cleansing the Emotional Field". My emotions cannot be explained and trying to explain to others. "Them", the cause of paranoia, avoidance, pathological neglect of my heart, with the head, the ruler. As usual, I, I the culprit of that confusion, had placed a small b...

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“Fate is a Route” by H.e. Ross

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Sugar found that he was not being permitted to leave Coatzacoalcos by the gang he had become a part at the cantina. Don Marcello arranged a hunting trip for him with two brothers, Enrique, or Ric, and Tomas, or TT. They sat outside the first morning of his stay sitting on two brown horses with a third saddled pinto waiting for Sugar. The brothers wore short brimmed conical straw hats that Sugar had seen around but never before arriving in Coatzacoalcos. The three horses were good quality breeds and full of spirit. His horse was named Tupac, ...

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“A Ghost Visits Ogunquit, Maine ” by Bob Long Jr

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If her math is right, this was approximately Aubrey's six hundred eightieth trip to Ligonier Memorial Park where the cremains of her beloved husband was located. Today was the fifth anniversary of his passing. A massive heart attack took his life while they lay peacefully in bed. She never had the chance to say goodbye. Some things can haunt you forever. Three times a week, she faithfully visits the memorial site, regardless of the weather. There were days that she really did not want to make the trip, but she pushed herself in to doing so...

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“Sleepwalker” by Mattea Brown

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Allen, you’re still online? Allen jerked up from his chair, knocking his headphones from his ears, slipping downward, and hitting his forehead on the side of his desk. There was another muffled question. Another: Allen? Says you’ve been online for 3 days. Allen pushed himself off the floor, arms trembling. He grasped his stomach, not realizing how much his hunger gnawed at him. After three days, he didn’t notice the pang of hunger. At some point, the numb scraping turned into dense emptine...

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“Sweet Bitterness” by Sadie Vander Wey

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Author's Note- This story contains, gore, physical violence, mental health, and self-harm. Please at your own discretion. “Don’t walk away from me, Naomi.” Connor’s voice echoed down the hall, chasing after me. I stumbled down the hallway to our room. Why did I have to be such a coward? Why couldn’t I stand up for myself? I ducked into my room and deadbolted the door. My knees gave out, and I sank against it. My hands balled into fists against the carpet. Mara floated around my head like mist, and her short hair brushed my...

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“The start of a good day” by Eddie McKenzie

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As a child, the scratching frightened Maxwell terribly. Steady desperate clawing at the windows, the floorboards, and once or twice he was sure the blankets that he had drawn up over his head as he tried to hide from the onslaught had been tugged at in such a way that made it alarmingly clear that whatever it was had gotten so much closer than he ever would have been comfortable with. Keeping him from falling into the much-desired embrace of slumber, instead spending long hours of the night jumping at shadows and any noise at all that he hap...

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“Am I a monster?” by Mike Ramsey

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Joe could not stop thinking of Angie Sanger. It was strange because he could not remember what Angie Sanger looked like, other than a vague idea that she was taller than the other girls in his fourth-grade class. She wasn’t remarkable or popular. In fourth grade, Joe Banks wasn’t remarkable or popular either. If there had been a ranking of the 20 or so kids in that class, she would have been the one with the fewest friends. Or at least that would have been the guess of the other kids. But Joe had just as many friends as she did, which was to...

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“I'm Your Biggest Fan” by Kitty Turner

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The morning took on a sickly green cast as anxiety crawled across my skin. I wracked my memory, trying to piece together the events of the party from the night before, but all I could summon was an unsettling void. My clothes lay scattered on the bedroom floor, no errant blouse in the living room or shoes in the yard, and my wallet and jewelry remained untouched. So far, so good. As I slouched my way back from the kitchen, I caught a flash of myself in the hall mirror. My slept-in makeup and disheveled hair actually looked kind of sexy.I set...

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“Adeline Lane” by Amanda Wisdom

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Dear reader, The last house on Adeline Lane was supposed to be a new beginning for us. What happened within those walls is something I have never spoken about. Until now. Clay, my younger brother, was at the center of it all. I wasn’t able to save him. They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but for me, it’s the stuff monsters are made of. It’s ok if none of this makes sense right now. Soon it will. In time, you’ll know everything about the last house on Adeline Lane, and how my little brother, in a way, is still there.Y...

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“The Shadow in the Window” by Eric Ellison

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Jess finished unpacking the last box and sat on the edge of the bed to rest. The past few weeks had taken a toll on her physically and emotionally and she just wanted to rest, there was just too much to do and too little time.The breakup with Sara went well and they both felt the time had come to move on, but it still hurt. Things like this were never easy, but sometimes necessity drives the changes in our lives and this was one of those times. They were growing apart, either through their careers or in what they both wanted in life and it w...

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Write a story about someone who is haunted. Whether by a ghost or something else is up to you.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 138 stories

“Spooky” by David McCahan

“THE VISIT” by Glenna Agnew

“Curtain Fall” by Harbor McGraw

“Diary of a Dead Girl” by Annabelle Soley

“The Prank” by KD Weinert

“The dark nite of the soul.” by Rose Lind

“Fate is a Route” by H.e. Ross

“A Ghost Visits Ogunquit, Maine ” by Bob Long Jr

“Sleepwalker” by Mattea Brown

“Sweet Bitterness” by Sadie Vander Wey

“The start of a good day” by Eddie McKenzie

“Am I a monster?” by Mike Ramsey

“I'm Your Biggest Fan” by Kitty Turner

“Adeline Lane” by Amanda Wisdom

“The Shadow in the Window” by Eric Ellison

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