The next day at school, I knew I probably shouldn't talk about the ghost to Carlo, for obvious reasons. And I knew he wouldn't believe me about it anymore, he probably thought it was A prank. But who else did I trust that I could tell? Carlo is really my only friend, slash trustworthy being. That morning, I was sitting at my desk, listening to the teacher like A good school boy, and I finally forgot about it all. Doing my math, suddenly I glanced at Carlo and suddenly remembered, wait, lets me get this straight, you saw A ghost? It must of just been A old halloween decoration. I looked away hopelessly, and at that moment, I knew I was being haunted. And knew I needed to find out why.
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Spooktacular
Mystery / ThrillerJack loves ghosts. He likes the idea of the dead floating on earth, in fact, he wants to find one. But when he meets A ghost, he realizes he was very, very wrong.
