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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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“Six visits - a ghost story” by Fox Ferguson

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The first time I came back, there were still things that smelt of me. My shaving brush in our pristine white bathroom, my shirts in the wardrobe, a faint smell of cigarettes in my study so you can almost see me exhaling a cloud of white smoke into the easy green light of the vintage lamp-shades. You’d noticed them too. Those stubborn smells. They ingrain into the fabrics of our suburban homes like they ingrain into our minds – one inhalation and you’re transported to another time, another time, another time… The first time I came back I ...

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“Into the Darkness” by Zoe Chadwick

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It was the eve of the decade’s largest full moon: That I shall never forget. I was only seventeen at the time. Positively wild to think– It feels like all of this began several blinks ago. I recall, with pristine clarity, that I finished up my closing duties with great haste that night; for I knew that I’d need ample rest to meet the chaos that sunrise would bring.           I was the sole cashier at my father’s convenience store in the evenings. It was a raffish establishment, located o...

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“That Animal” by Lise Rowlandson

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That Animal     Dad built our house in 1919. He erected a simple two-storey, three-bedroom brownstone with an eye-catching wrap-around porch. It was a respectable home occupied by a respectable family but, with time, it no longer was respectable.     Rumours surfaced from the many families that moved in and out of my house through the years. Its reputation went from ‘That’s where the Postmaster used to live’ to ‘That spooky house has a malevolent spirit.’ Not that it looks spooky from the outs...

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“The Ghost” by Ashley Illicete

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It was the incessant knocking that forced my crusty eyes open. It forced me to swing my legs over my bed in such a quick motion that the dozen beer bottles on the floor collapsed making a crashing sound. The groan escaped my lips to add to the clatter. The throbbing in my temples complimented the beat of the knocks.  “I’m coming damn you!” I shouted as I picked up the clothes strewn across the floor from the previous night.The wall comforted me as the room began to spin from the night’s festivities and the rapid movements. I quickly pla...

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“The Stay-at-Home Ghost” by Jessica Crockett

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Cheryl is always bossing me around. She thinks that just because she died first makes her in charge around here, but she forgot one little fact. I am the matriarch in this house. Oh yes, I forgot to mention, I’m a ghost, a specter, a phantasm, an apparition, honestly, whatever floats your boat. You want to know how I got here? Well, I’m going to make this nice and brief because no one wants to linger on a sob story, especially me. I am just getting over it. So, here’s the long and short of it. I got stage 4 breast cancer when my youngest ...

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“Our Halloween” by Lily Sanchez

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The world is different than she remembers. She used to listen to music from a radio she kept on the table in the living room right next to the fine china and the books. But the women play their music from a plastic pink mushroom controlled by a little box they left on the kitchen table. It’s different from how she remembers. The house, she means, is very different from how she had kept it in her life.  There isn’t a cabinet full of china but there is still a book shelf. It had different books than what she and Elspeth used to keep ...

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“Ghosts Don't Need” by C. S. Ocampo

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Ghosts don’t need to eat. It’s a blessing, really. Think about how much of your energy is spent on food. Working to afford it. Driving around to find it. Prepping it. Eating it. A large chunk of each and every single day spent solely on sustenance.  “If I could go without eating, I would.” I remember telling that to a co-worker once. It was one of those things you admit to someone that you immediately wish you hadn’t. That unmistakable look of judgment on her face as she averted her eyes from me is forever burned into my memory. Forev...

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“Elber T .Wise” by Ana Pullen

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Elber was dead. He knew that. He had known that for a long time. He also knew that going to the mortal realm was hard. Not hard to enter. But hard to be pulled in by people he knew, their familiar emotions, and watch them die, one by one. But he went. And still does. Why? No one knows why. Just that he does. Every day, without fail a ghost will go from the realm of the dead to that of the living. And every day, it is the same ghost. Elber T. Wise.Elber was watching the cars go by with great pleasure. He enjoyed this. Not the watching, of cou...

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“Advice From A Darwin Award Winner” by Richard Downie

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Of all the possible ways, why did it have to be this one? I could have gone out in a blaze of blood-splattered glory, careening off a cliff in a stolen car, going over the top of a World War 1 trench, blown to smithereens while defusing a bomb, a heroic casualty who sacrificed himself so that others might live. If not a heroes’ death, I could at least have met my end while having some fun. A heart attack in a Thai brothel, an explosion on a powerboat, a stage diving accident at a Phil Collins gig. But no, I had to die in the most pro...

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“day 1.” by Lara Deppe

Submitted to Contest #221

You open your eyes bathed in starlight. The moon is the tip of your thumbnail hovering in the net of stars above you. Something feels different. Many things feel different. You don’t feel tied to the ground in the same way you used to. You know you are lying down but it feels more like you are hovering above the earth rather than pressed against it with the weight of your body. You lift your arm to look at it because you were beginning to wonder if it was there. You curl one finger at a time in succession. You look more like fog than skin...

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“Searching” by Étienne S

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Zahra had an insatiable desire to know. All she was was her curiosity. Maybe that’s why she jumped. She didn’t know what to expect. It wasn’t planned, but it also wasn’t spontaneous. It was a thought she had had a thousand times, more than that. Every day of her life she had wondered what death was like. She didn’t want to die, but the restrictions and routine of life bored her.  She was a failed literature major with a soft spot for fiction novels. She loved art and people puzzled her in a way she’d never truly understand. Despite the...

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“Ghost Gunhild and the Intruders” by Karen Best Wright

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My name is Gunhild, but I am called Hilda. At least, that is what I was called when I was alive. My name means "battle maid" or "fighter" in Old Norse (my ancestry), and I lived true to my name. When I died, I did not desire a fluffy, light at the end of the tunnel death. I wasn't eager to meet any Angels. I was a fighter. I still am, and my home is still my home.I was born and raised in this house. I was the last to die in it. My family line ended with my death at the age of eighty-five. After I died, I never left. I didn't know if I even c...

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“Seaside Cemetery” by Lashun Williams

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“For there comes neither night nor day. Unripe harvest there hath none to reap it From the watery misty place; Unripe vineyard there hath none to keep it In unprofitable space. Living flocks and herds are nowhere found there; Only ghosts in flocks and shoals: Indistinguished hazy ghosts surround there…” “Hello? Excuse me!” There’s a woman. She approaches me. I sit atop my stone step leading towards my grave. I turn to her from my book. She approaches me. With a wide smile that blinds my senses, she takes a hesitant step forward. “I...

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“Nina” by Keith Foster

Submitted to Contest #221

The cat was splayed out in a sunbeam that sliced through the curtains like a golden ray, a delicate tabby with fur as silky as autumn leaves. The drapes danced in silent delight as the cool fall breeze played with their edges. The cat's eyes sprang wide, exposing curiously sparkling emerald pools. The heat from the sun caressed its whiskers, and a satisfied purr rumbled in its throat. The feline stretched its paws wide, its claws unsheathing and sinking into the soft carpet, scratching at the surface in a rhythmic symphony of tiny scratches...

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“A Hat for Hestia ” by Amanda Maillet

Submitted to Contest #221

The only thing of value Hestia Ione Brightly’s mother ever gave her was her name.“There’s power in a name,” Hestia murmured to herself as she stood alone on the sidewalk in the dead of night, gazing up at the tattered Jessop Family Hats sign perched above the corner shop.Her mother didn’t teach her that though; Arthur, June, and Margot Jessop did. Rather, her childhood was marked by a rambling carelessness and neglect that cast a shadow over her mother’s intentions to love her. Even so, in the moments when she lay on the wet pavement taking ...

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