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A Pocong and a Pandemic
Ghost Story A Pocong and a Pandemic “Harjo, I think I will volunteer,” said Darmo. “Tell me some more about it,” Harjo replied. “Well,” said Darmo, “basically, we dress up as ghostwww.onedoor.ccs and go round the Island at night and scare the living daylights out of people who are breaking the curfew.” “You cannot be serious” his friend retorted. “I am deadly serious,” Darmo said. “You mean people actually believe that ghosts exist?” “Have you never heard of Pocongs?” “My grandmother used to tell us about Pocongs, when I was young. But that was just folklore. Surely you don’t think that people still bel...
No Such Thing as Magic
Spider-Breath the Witch stood atop the grassy hill, looking down at the twinkling lights of the town below. She had been planning this night for a while, and now, finally it was Hallow's Eve. Down by her feet was her small but mighty cauldron and a tattered, well worn book of spells. All she was missing were her friends, the book was very clear there needed to be three of them. Spider-Breath, scratched her nose, her green skin was beginning to irritate her.“Hello Sa... Spider-Breath” a cheery voice called out to her from behind. A wide grin spread across Spider-Breath's face as she turned arou...
Hidden Life
Where do I start? Okay, I'm a boy showered with love and care by all around me. While growing up, I see my self born will a lot of luck. I believed that no matter what, I will succeed without putting in the necessary work. Although, I work hard but I relied on that feeling of luck. At age 5, I was matured to begin primary school education. Upon meeting people, who I haven't seen before and also a tough looking female teacher, I cried and begged to go back home to where I will be in my comfort zone. What surprised me is seeing other kids like myself laughing and playing. I wondered what could b...
What a ghostly scene
I don’t remember dying. Or… living, really. I just remember waking up, and feeling amazing. Well, not really waking up, but sort of, you know? I opened my eyes and I was in my city, not far from where I lived. And I didn’t realise I was dead, at first. But then people kept walking through me and not responding to me, you know, the classic stuff that makes people realise they died in movies.I went to my funeral. It was quite pretty, actually. Apparently, I was loved by a lot of people, as it was really crowded. That, or I was just a seventeen year old kid who died in a car wreck, made the news...