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Weekly Contest #354
Last night I saw a ghost. Cutting through the overgrown cemetery is the quickest way to my apartment complex, where I share rent with a roommate. Some people think I'm weird for choosing to be a night shift janitor, but I love my job. Complete empty ambience all for myself to enjoy, also, I enjoy cleaning. Sure, sometimes a flickering light or unexplained sound in the dark hallway can be spooky, but I don't have a natural tendency to get antsy about it. Do I believe in ghosts? Sort of. I believe that our physical bodies decay, and our leftov...
Once upon a time, there was a young girl with long green hair. She was as pale as the gray sky in the kingdom and had dirty brown eyes wetter than the street's mud. Her name was Lacey Peppermint, and she lived a lonely life. Orphaned at ten and working at the ever-so-busy printing press factory for the last few years of her teenage years; She had the scent of sadness and ink. Ink that stained her pale, skinny fingers for cold months underneath the roofs of newspapers. Lacey lived paycheck to paycheck, making a quarter a week. She made her wa...
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