Spirit:

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It was still evening. She was staring at the photo frame, to her bedside; when it fell suddenly. She got up, startled.

She walked towards the window. Darkness has started descending over the streets. A stray dog caught her gaze; his eyes appalled her. She shivered and ran to the bed, clung to her mother.

Minutes passed, she was calmed now, embracing her mother. It was then she heard a noise, water dripping in the bathroom.

Panicked, she tried to wake her mother, ‘Mom, there’s something going on here. I think there’s someone in there’ She pointed towards the bathroom.

‘Relax honey, there can’t be any.’

‘No mom, I think…. There’s a ghost.’

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Annoyed, she turned to her, ‘dear, there can’t be any ghost in this house. WE, are the ghosts. It is our job to scare, not to get scared. Now rest! We have a lot of people to scare tonight.’