Ghost

The clock struck midnight in the hallway. A chill ran through her when a low moan was heard from under the willow tree outside. The living room in which she was sitting had the lights turned down low because of the midwinter storm that finally broke around 8pm that evening.


The wind was howling thru the branches, so she was not sure what she had heard at first. Placing the book she was reading on the coffee table, she slowly opened the drapes to peer out.

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