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Ghosts in the library. A fairly common story for Halloween . Telling such stories, especially around a campfire at night, is fun. Heck, it’s almost a tradition — a ghostly figure that you see from the corner of your eye as you work on your homework in the library, eerie sounds, unexplained movements like doors closing or chairs moving et cetera. Old hat. Hackneyed, even. Thing is, I was the one who saw them, experienced them. It might even have been okay if that was all, and if they just happened occasionally, and only at night. But the thing was, the weird stuff started happening in the daytime as well, and during class. And it all started when my eyes changed color…
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Ghosts in the library. A fairly common story for Halloween . Telling such stories, especially around a campfire at night, is fun. Heck, it’s almost a tradition — a ghostly figure that you see from the corner of your eye as you work on your homework in the library, eerie sounds, unexplained movements like doors closing or chairs moving et cetera. Old hat. Hackneyed, even. Thing is, I was the one who saw them, experienced them. It might even have been okay if that was all, and if they just happened occasionally, and only at night. But the thing was, the weird stuff started happening in the daytime as well, and during class. And it all started when my eyes changed color…
My name is Mark. And this is my Halloween story.
A Note from the Author:
Part 1 of this story was an official story-entry to Topshelf’s 2009 October TG Terror Contest, while Part 2 was an official story-entry to the 2011 one.
Sadly, neither won.
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