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Headlines "The Ghost Of King Coltzan
" by tyranosaurus_rampage I was walking down the corridor when I heard something. I turned around and saw no one there. Before I go too much further, I'd better tell you who I am and what I'm doing here. My name is Clair, I am a Lutari and I live in The Haunted Woods.
I was on a school field trip to the Deserted Fairground with my classmates.
As I turned back around to keep looking through the little haunted house that was part of our tour, something was telling me to turn back and return to the rest of my class mates, but I turned around anyway. I should have listened to the feeling telling me to go back to the others, because as soon as I turned I saw what looked like a ghost. Screaming, I ran to tell the others, but naturally, no one believed me.
When we got back to school, I was as white as a ghost, and when people asked me what happened, I told them and they didn’t believe me, yet again. After school was finished, I decided to go back to the haunted house and try and get proof. I walked towards the entrance and tried opening the door. I got a massive shock when the door slowly opened by itself. As I inched in further, things turned weird, lights were already getting turned on and it sounded like others were walking down the hallway, so I went to investigate. There was no one there, so I started drawing in my notebook that I had brought along, this house was very cool and I wanted proof that I had been here and had seen the ghosts.
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