I'm Lily. I don't believe in ghosts. Some boys at my school tried to freak me out about a babyish thing called "The White Death". Of course, I think that's stupid. Come on! Ghosts aren't REALLY real! I'm going to turn on the TV now.
"BREAKING NEWS!"
Here we go again. Another "dramatic" story.
"AN 11 YEAR OLD BOY AND HIS TWIN HAVE BEEN KILLED. WITNESSES SAY THEY HEARD NO SCREAMS, THEY JUST HEARD A LAUGH.
THE TWO BOYS ARE ALEXANDER WHITE..."
Hey,he's one of those boys!
"AND HIS BROTHER CRAIG WHITE."
And his brother! Dead??? What happened?
Anyway, I guess I should tell you the story I heard.
Once there was a kid called Anthony. He didn't believe in ghosts. A mental old lady told him something about the white death. Then she ran off screaming.
The next day, the lady was found dead in her house. Police searched for clues; there was nothing. The boy was watching TV when he heard a knock on the door. He remembered that the lady had said "Seven knocks," so as he didn't believe, he opened the door. And was killed. And a pure snow coloured ghost glided away from the body- satisfied. For one day.
Ridiculous, isn't it?
I don't believe that. But Craig also said " Whoever knows, dies."
Ok, I've gotta admit, that kinda freaked me out. But for the Very Last Time, ghosts aren't REAL!
A knock on my door. And another. And another. And another. And another. And another.And another.
Seven Knocks. I open the curtains slightly and see a snow coloured ghost at my door. Three words: I was wrong.
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DOLLY
УжасыShort and scary horror tales to silence a friend. Ever heard of the white death? Or doll toys that are alive? What would you do when babysitting a demon? All is revealed in DOLLY. And other horror tales...
