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“What’s da’ matter? Looks like you’ve just seen a ghost.” he started chuckling at this.

“Honestly that look likes a haunted house because it seems as if there is no one living in it.” I say trying to contemplate what the house is and it's awful smell of fear.

“You don’t mind if we ask some questions about why you’re standing there all by yourself?” said

“No I am perfectly fine thanks. But really I was in the upstairs room of the building you know and there was a mirror and a monster and…”

As Greg was walking he saw three skeletons all lined up by the entrance. "Are those real skeletons? Or just there to try to scare us?" Greg whispered.

“Why has she been haunting this place?”, I asked. The story about this ghost was beginning to sound pretty interesting.

“It’s an interesting, story about how we met him. Do you want to hear it?”

“The ghosts, dear,” she said. “Everyone knows the house on the corner of Walsh and Bishop—your house—is haunted.”

“What story would you like to hear today, Chloe” asked Grandma Chica as Chloe walked into the house.

“Well, I heard some stories of a haunted house about two miles away from the cemetery. The Whites, were the name of the people

“It’s not that bad. And you’re not that good with creepy and scary stuff are you?” Farren pushed a door open to see a old patient's room.

“So?” exclaimed Carol. “People die all the time on this god given earth.” “Seven people

“Can you tell us a little about your character?” I ask, unfamiliar with his story.

“Oh, hi, Kit,” she said. He froze and slowly looked. His face was pale and gaunt, as if he had just seen his ghost. She smiled at him, but he didn’t smile back.

"This place is a ghost town? Why can't I just go talk to them." Sammie replied.