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Haunted House Part 2

More stories about the Haunted House project.

I loved that old house. When I became the project co-chairman I was given a set of keys and placed to the alarm call list because I live closer than anyone else. I would open it during the Summer to air it out, and I learned to navigate the interior in ne...

The Highlander

In memory of the fallen of Culloden, 16th April 1746

For those who have never experienced true cold, the kind that gnaws into your bones and raises the hair on your neck, let me tell you: true cold is white. Your skin bleaches, feeling rubbery, barely part of you any more. Your body bursts into spontaneous...

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Light filtered through the musky window. Cobwebs crowded the corners and between objects against the wall. A smooth untouched layer of dust blanketed the whole space. Shattered and broken, the window would never close completely letting in creatures like...

The Door

A flash fiction tale about a derelict house

The heavy oak paneled door was firmly closed, its shiny brass latch securely locked — until she had taken her eyes off it for a moment. She had turned away from the door to return the broom to its cupboard when a gust of wind blew a shower of rustling var...

The Ghost

Interpret as you will...

Half-way across the world, (You guys are so lucky) Is better than gone. (To have them coming home) In Iraq fighting, (I’ll never get to see them) Instead of up in Heaven. (But you have only a few months) Help me (Help me) Find me (Find me) Down in the dar...

Ghost. Chapter Nine.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Chapter Nine They all began to talk at once as soon as it sunk in that it appeared that Hugo was correct in his assumption of where my remains were lying. Sophie went to one of the bell pulls and rang for a servant and asked him to fetch six men and some...

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Ghost. Chapter Eight.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Chapter Eight With the loss of Alice and Arthur, the spirit had gone out of the other children in respect of their ghost hunting activities during that winter. So they looked forward to the summer to resume their hunting for my grave in the gardens, but t...

Ghost. Chapter Seven.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Chapter Seven This letter made a staggering impact on the family when it was produced that night at the dinner table by Sophie. ‘Odds bodkins!’ Thomas exclaimed. ‘This would definitely have killed father if he’d seen this. So Richard was my grandfather an...

Ghost. Chapter Five.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Chapter Five When I wasn’t watching the children play and grow, I spent time looking over the shoulder of William while he was at his desk in the study. This was a definite no go zone for female members of the family as this was where all the business of...

Ghost. Chapter Four.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Chapter Four Sophie, if you remember, was the baby that smiled at me at her birth, the daughter of my sister Joan. She was six years old now, and had been brought over to the hall with her parents for the ball being held in the main hall. I had already wa...

Ghost. Chapter Three.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Time. That man made name for the passing of the seasons and the years. To me, it had no meaning. It was limitless as far as I could see. I was nearly twenty years of age by this reckoning, and likely to remain so for eternity. But I still wanted to fight...

Ghost. Chapter Two.

A young man shot by his brother returns as a ghost to haunt him.

Chapter Two In that instant I was outside of my body to see the pistol ball come erupting out of my chest in a gout of blood and gore and watched myself pitch forward to fall on the carpet. Caroline screamed and then fainted as I turned to see Edward stan...