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Ghost
story by Noreen Cox:
I
looked up at the office clock, ten minutes to three. Nearly home
time. Just then my boss walked in... [READ
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The Dyeing Works by David Samuel:
The
dyeing works had recently gone out of business. Everything was there
to dye cloth except the workforce... [READ
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My
name is Alphie... by Pete Keane:
My
name is Alphie and this is my story. I was born on January 1st 1900.
Mother was proud to have given birth on the first day of a new century.
She said it made me extra special. One things for sure, my life
has anything but ordinary...[READ
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The
Troller's Gill Hound by Ian Hobson:
Tom
Trowler had had one too many. As he made his way out of the Grouse
Inn in semidarkness, he missed the step and stumbled forward, almost
falling flat on his face... [READ
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The
Nursery by Trevor Wood:
"Stan,
its Alex Holdsworth here, Ive a lot of work for you".
So began teacher Alexs phone conversation with Stan, his painter
and decorator of many years.
"Hello Alex, good to hear from you. Whats happening then?"...
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The Biscuit Tin by Teresa Wood:
'Nana, it's only me.'
Silence.
'Nana, where are you ?'
Lisa put the carrier bag down and shrugged off the heavy duffel coat.
It was freezing in here.
She could smell something, cinnamon she thought, she hoped it was
apple pie she loved her Nana's apple pies, her Mother couldn't cook
and it was the only day of the week she got real food...
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Phantom of the Cow and Calf by Alan Fleet:
The
scene is a November night on Ilkley Moor near the Cow and Calf rocks
in a dank thick fog. Emerging out of the murk is a young fellow
dressed in an anorak and hiking boots limping towards us on the
road. As he nears we realise that hes had an accident and
has damaged his left side, arm and leg. There's blood and dirt on
his torn clothes... [READ MORE!]
Poison
by Emma Bingham:
Megan had always suspected her house was haunted. Regularly she
would hear unexplained bangs; objects would vanish and the chilling
whisper of her name. However, one Halloween she was proved correct
but nothing is ever as simple at that
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The
Party by Dave Vee:
Some things are only understood after they have passed. This is
often the way with the supernatural. A person may or may not be
a believer. They can experience something and not understand its
significance until after the event, sometimes not until many years
after when it may have slipped from their conscious mind. It happens
then, that an event or an intervention, purely by chance alerts
the mind to what had gone before and solves the mystery. So it was
with Catherine Oldroyd and the soldier... [READ
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Down
Below by Jane Dodd:
"Memory is a funny thing
It's
not often I pass through Wakefield these days. No need to, now all
my relatives over there are gone, not that we were much of a close
family anyway. However, I did drive through the place the other
day and I am fairly sure I passed the place where their cottage
was. There's some not-so-new nondescript houses there now but before
that there was a fire station, and before that I suppose there must
have been the cottage..." [READ
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The
Battle by Stephen Bailey:
The
sound of a hundred muskets signalled the opening of the battle.
As the smoke cleared, the cannon opened up with a boom; its deadly
projectile hit their opponent's ranks cleanly, shattering those
beneath the heavy bore cannon ball. Then the drumming started. To
the beat, a full body of over 200 men started forward, pikes in
hand. In return, their opponents opened fire upon the approaching
pike men, felling the majority of the front rank with ease as the
lead shot bit into the ghostly flesh...[READ
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A
Halloween Story by Thavia Robinson:
Georgina
and Mark Godwin had relocated to Willows Hollow not more than a
fortnight ago with their three children, two cats and a parrot,
Chirp. They were enthused about living in Willows Hollow because
for them, the area meant a change away from the fast-paced living
of the city...[READ MORE!]
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