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Write a story from a ghost’s point of view.

Posted in Halloween on Oct 20, 2023

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“Guests” by Audrey Knox

Submitted to Contest #221

I am woken up from a deep sleep by the sound of the front door downstairs unlocking and creaking open. Unfamiliar sounds waft into my home. I am groggier than I ever have been. “It’s huge!” I hear a woman’s voice say. I beam with pride. Her companion coughs. “And so dusty. And full of cobwebs. We’ll have to get the cleaning crew in here first thing.” I frown. I have always been proud of my family’s home, and to hear someone disparage it like this makes me defensive. “Well, that’s what happens when you let a place go to ruin for this...

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“The Veil” by Tima Renee

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The Veil By Tima Renee            We were all in a state of unrest. It felt like an hour that we would normally be nestled under our cozy blankets dreaming childish dreams. Instead, we were awake and sitting in the center of our dark bedroom. A tall pale candle burned in the window casting the shadows of our little bodies across the walls. We sat quietly together with the dark buried in the four corners of the room. “Laurel, stop crying!” Quail demanded. “You’re such a baby Laurel,” Te...

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“Among the Stars” by Finn Archer

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Whether it was a faulty comm relay or a disintegrating airlock lining, something always went wrong in space. In my specific case, my cryo container started emitting false signals to the bridge, indicating that my engineered sleep had ended and my “bed” needed to be cleaned. Cryopods were cleaned with a special mix of chemicals that Yumi referred to as “Space Agent Orange.” The stuff killed me instantly. I didn’t feel it at all.  As I gazed back at my corpse, greying slightly due to the fog-like substance that surrounded it, I began to...

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“L’histoire d’un fantôme.” by John Rutherford

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I watched as she applied a purply-red coloured lipstick, puckering her lips in a provocative style, that dissolved any feelings of indifference, or resistance in me. She was reaching out for some kind of acceptance of my endless longing and blind love – but now I was being tortured daily by the unresponsiveness. It had weakened my resolve, any residual feelings of resistance and sulking, any lingering feelings of angst, feelings of self-denial; all disappeared, evaporated as I looked at the puckered lips, and wanted those soft petal lips on ...

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“The Art of Perfecting Ghost Skills” by Lindsay Flo

Submitted to Contest #221

For years, the house had had a secret room, and Justine was the only one who knew it existed anymore. It was maddening, to say the least. A century (had it been more?) yet no one had discovered it. Or her. Justine’s father added the room in the 1920s, a few years before the big crash when everything went south. Her mother, Claire, was a nervous type and the room was meant to be a haven, a quiet sanctuary that would allow Claire to set her jumpy tendencies aside, as if they were a hat she could take on and off. They had all loved the roo...

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“Cold Feet” by John K Adams

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I watched Helen, my wife, my widow, drift through the house each day, like smoke wafting from an extinguished candle. I could relate. But what could I do? I was the ‘dearly departed’ whose passing sapped the juice from Helen’s life. That’s right. What could I do? How do I explain my being here at all? Neither here nor there, in or out… A presence within the absence. It’s admittedly hard to describe. Those poor souls who think they’re taking the short cut out… They arrive when the party’s just starting.  Who knew? Even thinking you’re ...

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“Change” by Luc Vos

Submitted to Contest #221

For the longest time, my life was not fun anymore. God knows I tried, and believe me, I did ask Him. In return, He confirmed that I had given life all I could, but still, I lost almost all relevance I once had in this world. For a very long time, I lived in that kind of house that every mortal soul would try to avoid. You know the type, broken windows, squeaking doors, an old tree in front of it with huge sweeping branches. The wind howling through the cracks in the walls as if the yeti himself was living there. Whether it was winter or summ...

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“Say My Name” by Joy Allen

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My name is Phineas Birch and I am ghost. This place in which I linger is where I was born and died. My mother gave birth to me in the attic of the kitchen house in 1771. I died in the basement of the big house at the hands of my father in 1787. My life as flesh and blood was cut short, you see. Sixteen years did not afford me enough time to leave a mark on the world. That is one of the reasons I remain on this earthly plain in the shadows. Nowadays a women’s organization owns this house. Half a century ago, they restored it to its original ...

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“The End of Layla Ackerman” by Effy Fairchild

Submitted to Contest #221

Layla Ackerman, the lowly puddle of sobs, sat shaking on the floor of her dingy bedroom. The sterling silver hairbrush lay at her side. The once beloved heirloom had rusted over in a matter of minutes, covered by the same substance splotched over the girl's bibbed night dress. Her hysterics were not new. Her illness was not new, either. But the consequences of Layla's condition have never been as contagious as they are now.  Layla and Cecilia Ackerman are close, as is expected from two girls who share a birthday and have the same appea...

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“The Nothing” by Angelina McCann

Submitted to Contest #221

Important note: This story contains themes of depression, substance abuse, and self harm. Please read with caution. My eyes never close.  I do not feel tired. The lull of sleep does not rest behind my eyes, the drowsiness that was heavy as barbells absent from my head.  I remember the feeling of being tired all too well. I remember it as an all-consuming entity that plagued my mind, my body its host. Fatigue and wariness seeped into every pore in my dull skin, every nook and cranny of my human body.  I could not lift m...

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“A Sister's Secret” by Megan Skaggs

Submitted to Contest #221

The silence around the dining room table was nearly deafening. The occasional clink of silverware against ceramic plates provided the only relief from the constant ringing in Sasha's ears."So, I guess we're just not going to talk about it then?" She asked sheepishly, looking down at her hands in her lap. More silence. More clinking. Sasha worked up the nerve to glance around the table, and not one of them had even looked up from their dinner plate. She turned her eyes to the ceiling to keep the tears welling in her eyes from running down her...

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“A Ghost's Story” by Aaron Mooney

Submitted to Contest #221

It starts with the nightmare. Not every night, necessarily, but enough of them to burn an image into my mind’s eye. It climbs the stairs leading up to my room where I sleep, where I work and eke out my meager existence. I shouldn’t call it an It, really, when I know in my gut that it’s a He. He calls himself Stanley; that’s what I hear in my sleep, whispered in my ear where his breath touches me like wisps of smoke. Sometimes he does more tangible things than that. I hear Him walking up the stairs leading to my room; heavy bootsteps thuddin...

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“Poltergeist” by R.S. Daniels

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“—OUT!” The meatbag listened to me because I am the one even though anyone can be the one it’s me now. Does he make decisions too or is someone with HIM? I must wait and see. Must wait and see. There he was gone. He left.  My house is dark most days and mother and father left me here to fend for myself and the baby is gone too and I never saw HIM after. After? After what? After after after.  After they left me. They IGnoRED me first yes they did never explaining why never explaining WHY they stopped talking to me. I cried. They...

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“The Extractionists” by Arthur An

Submitted to Contest #221

The shaggy youth cladded in leather scurried down the steps and entered Mostellaria, a beloved Flushing basement dive on the corner of Main and 37th. The bartender pointed his chin to the corner. The young man followed the directions and found the one he sought dressed in a comfortable polo and brown chinos, reading the New York Times, and sipping from a bottle of IPA. “Herr Geist. I think it’s time for us to work.” “Vhat's your hurry?” Leering over his reading glasses, the older man responded with a slight German accent which his younge...

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“Crowfeather Manor” by Arjun Goel

Submitted to Contest #221

On an oppressively stormy night, the sort that would make even the bravest heart quiver, I wandered into the grand, eerily silent dining room of Crowfeather Manor. As I creaked open the window, a biting wind surged in, bearing with it not just the wet tang of rain but a hint of something rotten. From afar, a lone wolf's howl pierced the atmosphere, sending cold ripples through the air.  I was hypnotized as a shadowy owl, made its descent onto a withered tree. I watched mesmerized, as its sheer, white wings flapped through the air. It s...

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