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Submitted to Contest #65
He looked down. Through his feet at the old, creaking wood floor. Yes, through his feet. A fact he still tried to grow accustomed to. The being a ghost felt strange to him, like it wasn’t quite real. And maybe it wasn’t, for he wasn’t very real either. He was just a fragment of his former self. Just a piece of his soul. It was a terribly lonely existence, all on his own, with no one to confide in, no one who would look at him. Well, at least this was true for every other day of the year but this one. For it was Halloween. The only...
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