Short Story Part 39: Work, Work, Work

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Robert was going through a forest. Robert was tired and sat under a tree to rest.

Near the tree were some bushes. In the bushes Robert heard a whistle. Robert got up and went to look. He saw a bottle lying under a bush. Then the smoke turned into a ghost. It was a big ghost, as tall as the tree.

The ghost was red in colour. He had red eyes, and large golden earrings in his ears. He roared, "Give me some work or I shall eat you up." Robert was frightened. "W-what sort of work do you want?," Robert asked the ghost.

"Any kind of work," the ghost replied. "You have let me out from the bottle, so you have to give me work to do. I must keep working, day and night. The moment you stop giving me work, I shall eat you up."

"Take me to my house," Robert said. The ghost picked Robert up. In half a second he reached Robert's house. Again he said, "Give me work or I shall eat you up."

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