Day 6 Alone
Ranging from the past to the present, with the latter being mostly features on newer cryptids and the ghostly stories linked to them.
The Tenement
The armchair i sat at was surprisingly comfortable and looked in remarkable condition, in contrast to the old man's chair, "locals won't come here because they're afraid of ghost stories. i don't believe in that sort of stuff." "hm..."
Thermal Expansion
The night went on with roasting of s'mores, telling of ghost stories and of course a little smoking from the bong byron packed with him before putting the fire out and nestling into their sleeping bags and going to bed.
Too Close to Home
She had learned reading and writing from ghost stories already as a small kid and the interest and her curiousness had only increased with time.
New Suit (My Roommate, My Shirt series #2)
I could see a pattern in that ghost story. a wedding dress moving by itself that haunts a clothing store every full moon?...maybe my co-workers' tale wasn't as implausible than i initially thought... "checkers!
Craig Island Part Two
It was dark and forbidding, it made her think of a hundred ghost stories she'd heard growing up. strangely, that gave her confidence.
Zuri
Maybe it's superstition or an old ghost story or something. speaking of which, i'll never forget the look on your face after my parents told you the story about the ghost lion of mauti-kilele. you couldn't sleep for a week."
Chapter 1
The fire was burning low in the fire pit, and some fathers were still sitting around it with their sons, sharing ghost stories, anecdotes of their first camping trips with their fathers, or else just sharing their wisdom.
Moonlit in Fog
A ghost story for the writing challenge group in which i am. the world is different now. i rest a hand against a wall, staring at it as if i could see through it. well, i guess i could.
It's Just A Dream Ch.1-Introduction
We did everything together, reaching from spending the day at the amusement park with our parents to camping in the backyard telling ghost stories; but as soon as puberty hit, i started having more feelings for this dragoness than just being bffs.
A Question of Loyalty (Preview)
You've read too many ghost stories, lad." i glanced at him. a frown creased his muzzle, his tail lashing, fingers tapping the railing. his other hand rested on the hilt of the cutlass, stroking it like some loyal pet.
Curious
Martii had long since accepted that the notion of the fazbear animatronics being haunted was just a ghost story. but the zombified, grinning face of fazbear fright's lone animatronic was too creepy to ignore.