The Ghost in the Window.

(My attempt at a story under 50 words.)

There is a ghost in the window staring at me. She tries to pull me toward her, but I resist, turning and walking away. The house trembles with her anger, her shrieks tangling with the wind. I ignore her cries. I’m done with the dead;it’s my turn to start living now.


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