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“Until Every Star Stops Burning” by Andrea Sotelo

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She didn’t cry herself to sleep that night. It was the first time in a long while. Instead, she only blew off the candle that lit the small bedroom in which she now searched for rest, the warm light of the burning wick suited her much better than the synthetic rays of modern electricity. She peeled the heavy blankets off the bed so she could get in, the weight of the covers pressing her into the bed kept her warm and helped with the anxiety that was left in my absence. She had no family left, her parents had left her an orphan years ago tha...

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“Open House” by Laci Wynn

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Jack has tried to sell this house for the better part of a year with no resolve, and that’s mostly my fault. Let me give credit where credit is due, he has pulled all the strings in order to place anyone in this home. I’m talking live streaming the open house, providing food and drink, and raffling off tech gear. Hell, he even hosted a local art show in the home. Now, I had nothing to do with the art show-shit show…except for switching the red wine with prune juice and clogging all the toilets with the ridiculous dachshund hand...

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“The Parasite on Her Shoulder” by Anneliesse Alcalde

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They say twins have a special bond like no other and I couldn’t agree more. Mila has always been by my side since birth as have I. We were inseparable despite our differences. For I was always the weaker of the two; unable to speak my mind or carry myself with confidence, unlike my sister. Always being the victim of other children’s teasing while Mila appointed herself as my knight in shining armor. I can still hear her battle cries as she chased after the boys who threw mud at me and her tiny fist pouncing at their heads after she caught th...

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“A Ghost's Story” by Paul Crehan

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A Ghost’s Story by Paul Crehan “So, Mr. Simmons, I see from your chart that you believe you’re a ghost.” “Because I am one,” I said. Dr. Teague wrote something down on the legal pad in his lap. “I see,” he said. “But that’s the thing,” I said. “You do see. You see me. You see that I’m a ghost.” “Uh-huh,” he said, noncommittally, because ...

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“Handful” by A. M. Conger

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Queen of my tiny mountain, I stood on top of a grassy knoll, surveying my surroundings while a howling wind carried a low wailing sound to me from afar. The wind, slowing momentarily, allowed for the soulful cry to be heard more distinctly, and I could almost recognize it. Was it a bird, a person, a song? The overcast sky and low hanging fog covered most of what I saw, but spots of pastoral green and tips of evergreens popped through from time to time. Turning in the direction of the sound and looking down into the mist, I descended as i...

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“haunted mansion” by Masha Kurbatova

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Nelson Muskrat’s father made a fortune in the coffee futures market. Divorced from any material coffee trade, this market saw invisible, imaginary tokens swap hands in a global game of poker that ballooned the bank accounts of key players in Europe and the U.S. while farmers in the Global South tore up unharvested crops of low-grade Robusta coffee plants because production costs were so high, it made no sense to let them bloom. Muskrat Senior’s profits put his son through private school, then Yale, and pumped funds to the young man’s million...

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“A Brand-New Ghost Swims Away” by Carrie Simmons

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Candace opens her eyes and starts to take a deep breath, then realizes quickly she doesn’t have to do that anymore. She glances at her feet. She is shocked she can open her eyes underwater without blinking constantly. I can see underwater, she thinks smiling, how wonderful. Candace continues to look suspiciously at her feet. She frowns, my red shoes are gone. Particles of glass float in the water around her face. I fell off the boat. My wine glass. Shattered. She remembers, vaguely, cruising around the sea with...

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“The Gravestone ” by Andrea Doig

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Have you ever seen your own gravestone? I sure hope you never do.Catching sight of your final resting place, even momentarily, will scare the bejesus out of the most hardened non-believer. It is a most extraordinary and extra-ordinary sight. Extraordinary from a who-would-have-believed-this-possible perspective, and extra-ordinary from a well-its-not-such-a-surprise-as-we-will-all-end-up-here perspective. It really is quite extraordinarily extra-ordinary.Be that as it may – nothing can prepare you for the sight of your own untimely (is it ev...

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“Death on Repeat” by Elizabeth Beising

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Matt was accustomed to acting as an insulator to stop his girlfriend before her flow of electric current caused major damage. As soon as Matt got out of his Nissan Sentra, Lily bounced over, grabbed his arm and told him to close his eyes. His touch did not have the usual grounding effect, and Lily was acting like his border collie, Drogo, when Matt returned home from anywhere. Her giddiness gave Matt a stir of excitement tinged with fear. His mind touched on the skydiving incident, then yanked back as if the memory were scalding. Lily ...

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“Haunting Day 1” by William Simon

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Nicholas has been dead so much longer than he was alive. The house was all eggshell whites and seashell ivories, though it all looked grey in the darkness. Nicholas made his way from room to room taking it all in and occasionally stopping to jot down some notes in a small pad. The place was huge and appeared to have been decorated along the theme of cliché tasteless rich tosser. He could feel a headache coming on already and it was early in the morning of day one. Why he was even able to still feel the pain of a headache was something he’...

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“The End of Bliss” by Frances Hogg

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Her Aunt Rosie had a camera that could do that. If you looked through the lens while you pushed a little dial with your finger, the image would get bigger. It took a little while for the picture to come back into focus—but then you could do it again, and the image would get bigger still. Tammy had always liked playing with the camera. Liked leaning with her elbows on the windowsill, peering at birds in the treetops of the woods behind their house. She was in those woods now. Without the camera. High in a tree. It was night but she wasn’t ...

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“Lingering Spirit” by Joseph Gozum

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I had never thought much about what would happen after I died. I suppose most people don't. The living have a tendency to be preoccupied with their own lives, their own problems, their own deaths. But as I watched the world I once knew slip away, I realized that I was trapped in a state of limbo, tethered to the realm of the living by some unresolved matter that I couldn't quite put my finger on. My name was Noah, and I was a ghost. Or at least, I thought that's what I was. I had no memory of how I had died, no recollection of the events l...

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“Oculus School for Ghosts ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

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“Bartard! Bartard!” A voice rang up the empty well of souls. Appearing from thin air, the presence known as Bartard stood at the side of the presence that had summoned him in a raucous tone of voice. The presence turned and acknowledged him, “There you are.” “What seems to be so urgent, Mr. Biggs?” He asked with a hint of sarcasm mixed in with his subservient, longanimous style. “We have new students a-foot.” He cleared his throat. With a quick undetected roll of his eyes, the short stout presence known as Bartard, bowe...

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“These Silent Halls I Roam” by Bryce Kirkham

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I was so excited when you guys first moved in! This old house had felt so empty for so long. I would wander these silent halls, listless, bored and lonely. These silent halls I roam, I'd always repeat in my head as a mantra for these dreary days. New people are always so exciting though. I just hope I won't scare you away. Oh, I just hope you'll stick around! You seem like such a wonderful family. You, the wife and mother, with your radiant smile and golden curls, light up any room you enter, I'm sure. You, the husband and father, strike me...

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“Halloween” by Xochitl Leyva

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Halloween, it was my favorite holiday. The costumes, trick or treating, getting a stomach ache after all the candy and getting scared with your friends. This year would obviously be a little different, after all it won't be me trick or treating. My son Mason, he's 7, took mostly after me when it came to Halloween. He loves the holiday more than anything, but he definitely takes after Will when it comes to scaring people. This year he decided on dressing up as a werewolf- not my idea- and Will decided to pretend he was too cool for...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 134 stories

“Until Every Star Stops Burning” by Andrea Sotelo

“Open House” by Laci Wynn

“The Parasite on Her Shoulder” by Anneliesse Alcalde

“A Ghost's Story” by Paul Crehan

“Handful” by A. M. Conger

“haunted mansion” by Masha Kurbatova

“A Brand-New Ghost Swims Away” by Carrie Simmons

“The Gravestone ” by Andrea Doig

“Death on Repeat” by Elizabeth Beising

“Haunting Day 1” by William Simon

“The End of Bliss” by Frances Hogg

“Lingering Spirit” by Joseph Gozum

“Oculus School for Ghosts ” by George Georgerfrost@gmail.com

“These Silent Halls I Roam” by Bryce Kirkham

“Halloween” by Xochitl Leyva

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