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

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“Marked By A Ghost” by Pius Ratugi

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Mary had always been a skeptic when it came to the supernatural. She never believed in ghosts, spirits, or anything of the sort. However, everything changed when she moved into her new apartment.As soon as Mary settled in, she began to notice strange occurrences around the apartment. At first, it was small things like objects that seemed to move on their own or strange noises that she couldn't explain. However, as time passed, the incidents grew more frequent and more unsettling. The apartment seemed to have a life of its own, and Mary could...

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“The Afterlife of Jordan Stone” by Julia Rock

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The graveyard was quiet at night, and so cold. Not that they could feel cold anymore. Or warmth. Or anything. An eerie mist crept along the mossy ground and curled around the tilted gravestones. They perched atop their own gravestone, so old the letters carved in the stone had faded, as the fog crept closer and wrapped around their ankles like a cat, greeting them like an old friend. It was easier to enter the world of the living at this time of year. Samhain was close and the veil was thinning. Spirits, both well-meaning and malevole...

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“Moving On” by Rachel D

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The woman was young when she arrived. She moved in with her full size bed and a drastic amount of pillows. There was a singular chair in the kitchen pulled up to the counter where she ate her breakfast while reading and her dinner while watching TV. She didn’t have any blinds or curtains and there was constantly natural light flowing through the glass. I had full length curtains when I lived here, sewed by my mother as a house warming gift. I missed those. At first, I didn’t like her living here. She didn’t take care of it the same way I di...

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“One Last Good Deed” by Kay Lesley Reeves

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One Last Good Deed I always wondered what it would be like to actually die. I don't think it will be long now. Recently I've felt a need to declutter my life. I've got rid of numerous unwanted possessions and cleaned my little apartment until it shone. I have tried my best to put my financial affairs in order. It was a strange but satisfying feeling, rather like the 'nesting' process that you go through when you move to a new house. I am not ill, apart from the accumulated aches and pains that come with age. Nevertheless, I have a prem...

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“Betrayl” by Ashley Sawh

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"I was once a living soul, and now I am a spirit.” I talked to my faded reflection in the mirror, trying to make myself feel better. “I can move through walls and doors and float through the sky. I can hear and see things that no one else can, and I can feel the emotions of those who are still alive. But most of all, I can haunt the living and make them feel the terror that I feel." I floated through the halls of my old home which burned to a fire, I perished along with it. I’ve been here since I died weeks ago, and no one’s been here since...

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“The Walk” by Ed Wooten

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THE WALK ED WOOTEN The Halloween activities at the rec center were winding down, so Beth grabbed her coat and we started home. The wooden steps creaked as we descended to the sidewalk. The town’s maintenance crew had applied a new coat of whitewash to the seventy-five year old center a couple of months ago. The streetlights were already on and the almost full moon provided sufficient light for our short walk home. After all these years, I still enjoy walking with Beth by my side. It’s been over thirty years since we first walked this r...

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“The gap under the door” by Chris Casburn

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The Gap Under The Door I’ve been trapped in this loo for ages. Surely someone has to come looking for me soon. The Putrid Trash are on their second song and the Duck and Dolphin is crammed with the usual regulars hovering around the bar. Sundays attract an older crowd with no kids to rush home for or dogs to walk. It’s a chill-out zone for the over thirties. Everyone knows everyone, but there are secrets hidden in the shadows. Take The Putrid Trash for example. Good mates held together by a love of alcohol and music from the last century....

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“ABIGAIL” by Melinda Madrigal

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BOO! I love scaring the living. Its fun seeing them run not knowing where the noises are coming from. I love hearing them scream. The living shouldn't come to my domain if they know what's good for them. They come to the cemetery, for what? To have a good laugh at the dead. But they don't know what they are in for. They have me to deal with. Every day I look at the living and I think back to those times when I was alive, I ask myself this one question. Why didn't I ever find love? I had everything I ever wanted, a good job, money, a nice p...

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“'Til Death” by Makayla Moore

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I suppose being a ghost is like waking up early while the rest of the world slumbers; Even though you're alone, you get to appreciate dawn with new eyes. For a moment, I can almost feel the brisk morning air, the amber light that thaws my ever-cold presence, and I think, well, this isn't terrible. But then the world begins to stir, people flood the streets, and I am reminded of my isolation. I'd give up an eternity for just one more day, but I've realized that thought is nothing original. Anyone would say the same. How many of us had forgott...

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“The Last Train” by Angela Watt

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Sensitive Content - Implied Violence The Last Train I come to suddenly, relaxing once I realise where I am. The gentle rocking and the clickety-clack, clickety-clack over the rails must have lulled me into sleep. The darkness blanketing the fens is disrupted by an occasional light shining from a lone house or farm. Blink. It’s there. Blink again, and it’s gone. Almost home, a long way from the sparkle of the city. We make brief stops at remote stations with empty benches and faded posters. No passengers waiting. Only the sound of a...

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“The Lost Soul” by Misti Silvers

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Victoria couldn’t believe that it was actually happening. She didn’t think it would actually work. She never imagined she would be able to muster enough strength to manifest herself. Practice really did make it perfect. She had been trying for such a long time to be normal again. Finally, she was able to do it. Not sure what she wanted to do, she sat on the couch to think about it. Smiling from ear to ear, she couldn’t recall the last time she had been that happy. Her sister was going to be so happy. Victoria couldn’t wait to tell her. Decid...

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“The Mind Remembers So Little” by Adam Pavlik

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Well this is odd. I’m not sure where I am or how I got here. It’s pretty dark right now, maybe I can find my way towards some light. I’m pretty sure I just spoke those words, but I can’t even hear myself. What in the world is going on? This is getting a bit terrifying. Let’s see if I can feel any door, wall, or even floor? WAIT! I can’t even feel!? I try to look around, but no matter how hard I strain, I can’t seem to gain any sort of notion of sight returning. I push my body to feel something, anything, but nothing comes. Am I in some sort ...

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“Desert Ghost” by M.R. Simon

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Somewhere in the hot summer desert, Mark's walking slowly dried up under the desert blue sky. Wearing just a T-shirt and jeans. Flip flop on his sore feet, no hat, no water, only a briefcase in one hand. His skin begins to burn like a turkey in the oven. After being stranded in the desert for hours, seems like he's going in a circle. With no water and no food je as comes to his last effort, His last breath of air. He walks for hours and comes at his last effort. He fell on his knees. He looks up and sees something odd, Takes a long breath an...

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“A Ghost?” by Morgan Cochran

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"Pardon me," a woman says as she tries to navigate her way through a crowded sidewalk to her cab. “Pardon me,” I say mockingly, pretending to do the same. “O, why do you even go the lengths to mock these people, they can’t even hear you!” Sheldon said. “Well, some can,” I say smiling big. Sheldon rolls his eyes and we both continue down the busy city street. “I mean seriously, who talks like that; no one.” “Why do you always have an attitude,”? Sheldon responded with annoyance, “This has been an everyday thing and...

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“A Final, Desperate Entreaty” by Piper Jenne

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This house was mine first, don't you see? My husband built it from nothing, and together we made it a home. We brought up our children here. We fought here. We made love here. And yes, I died here. It was a mistake, truly. My husband wasn't like that all the time. He had had been laid off and it was the depression, no one was hiring. The stress of having four hungry mouths to feed weighed on him so heavily you could see the bow in his back deepen every day. The odd jobs he managed to pick up here and there weren't enough to pay the bills and...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 134 stories

“Marked By A Ghost” by Pius Ratugi

“The Afterlife of Jordan Stone” by Julia Rock

“Moving On” by Rachel D

“One Last Good Deed” by Kay Lesley Reeves

“Betrayl” by Ashley Sawh

“The Walk” by Ed Wooten

“The gap under the door” by Chris Casburn

“ABIGAIL” by Melinda Madrigal

“'Til Death” by Makayla Moore

“The Last Train” by Angela Watt

“The Lost Soul” by Misti Silvers

“The Mind Remembers So Little” by Adam Pavlik

“Desert Ghost” by M.R. Simon

“A Ghost?” by Morgan Cochran

“A Final, Desperate Entreaty” by Piper Jenne

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