Love
A ghost who died in a building collapse finds peace with the help of a construction worker who can understand her experience
Sometime in the distant past, there was a lovely phantom who tormented the site of a structure breakdown. The phantom was a young lady who had passed on in the misfortune and experienced never tracked down harmony in the hereafter. She meandered the site constantly, her soul tortured by the recollections of her last minutes.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a storm finds solace in a weather forecaster who can understand her story
In a little coastline town, a climate forecaster named Sarah lived, driven by an interest for unraveling the secrets of the skies and the oceans. Consistently, she devoted herself to concentrating on weather conditions and information, consistently in quest for a superior comprehension of the normal powers that encompassed her.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a car crash finds comfort in a mechanic who can understand her experience
In a modest community settled in the open country, there was a repairman named Jack who had gained notoriety for fixing anything with wheels. He was a single man, who had never been enamored, and who lived exclusively for his work.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
Sealing Wax and Other Fancy Stuff
Glittery balls of tin foil stacked to the rocky ceiling tumbling down in a shower of shine when the ocean gypsy pushes the waves, filling the cave. Frothy tendrils reaching into the darkness, pulling her collection out to sea. Even swiftly moving scales and monstrous tail cannot retrieve them all. Some are lost, adrift on the pale, moonlit bay, bobbing in the surf. Memories floating away. Perhaps it's better that way.
By Tina D'Angelo3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a mine collapse finds peace with the help of a miner who can understand her experience
Some time ago, there was a little mining town settled in the mountains. The town was based on the rear of the mine, which gave the town's inhabitants an occupation, however it was likewise the wellspring of their trepidation and strange notions. A large number of the excavators who worked in the deceptive passages of the mine had kicked the bucket in mishaps, their bodies never to be recuperated.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction


