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"Sally enters her bedroom. A girl is there. It's the girl from the kitchen and she's looking under the bed. "Where is it" she says quietly.
"Where's what?" ask Sally. She's very curious about the girl.
The girl stands up immediatly. She goes silently to the window.
"Wait!", says Sally. But it's too late. The girl disappears. "I'm not imagining this," thinks Sally. "She's a ghost!"

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"Suddenly the telephone rang.
RRRRRRING! Conway woke up. He looked round the room. He was in bed. He looked at his clock - it was seven o'clock in the morning. He thought, ' I was dreaming again.
But what's happening now? Am I sleeping or I am awake?' He was very frightened now.
He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face.
He looked into the mirror and screamed.
In front of him, in the mirror, there was the head of a dead man.
There were no eyes, and no nose, just deep black holes. A long thin red snake was moving slowly in and out of the holes. The snake looked at him with its two small cold eyes, and moved through the open mouth and went round and round the neck, and stopped. Then suddenly the head came alive. It had bright white teeth, there were fires in his eyes, and it began to laugh and scream. Then Conway remembered the face. In front of him was the facee of Kee's grandfather, the face of the terrible voodoo houngan, Baron Samedi, laughing at him.
RRRRRRRING! Conway woke up again. He was in bed. He looked at the clock. It was seven o'clock.
It started screaming."

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The murders in the Rue Morgue by Edgar Allan Poe

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The murders in the Rue Morgue by Edgar Allan Poe

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"For a few moments of delirious horror, I thought the candles on the table looked like thin, white angels who were there to save me. Suddenly, something icy cold took hold of my spirit, mind that there would be sweet rest in the grave. Darkness surrounded me, followed by silence and stillness."

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"It is finished," he said,"and I'm brilliant. Brilliant and clever. And he is beautiful !!"
Doctor Frankestein looked at his work. On the  table was a man. He was very big, over two and a half meters tall and he wasn't beautiful at all, in fact he was extremely ugly. "My friends made fun of me when I said I could invent a man," said Frankenstein," but I was right ! I was right!!"

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The Ghost of the Green Lady by Caroline Stevens 

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The Ghost of the Green Lady by Caroline Stevens 

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''Suddenly, the green light disappeared and the boys were felt in the darkness. It was cold and very black. The wind began to blow and made a strange sound.
-Is that a lady's voice? asked Mark. Maybe Lady Sebastian is calling to us, or to her dead husband.
-Nonsense said James. It's just the wind. you are starting to imagine things, Mark.
-I think we should go back to school, said Alan. We saw the light and he heard a ghost, don't you think that's sufficient for one night?
Then it happened again. The green light appeared once more over the water.
-Oh no, not again, whispered Mark. I don't want to be here any more. I'm not waiting for the Green Lady to appear.''

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''Then there was that wonderful night in 1752 when Lord Augustus shot himself in the library, because he saw a skeleton in the armchair by the fire. And there was that beautiful Lady Stutfield, who never spoke again after my cold fingers held her long white neck while she sat at dinner.''

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Margaret looked in the mirror. She saw the face of a girl. This face in the mirror was very thin ad the eyes were sad. She looked at the mirror in terror.
"That isn't my face!" she though, frightened. "I don't understand"
Margaret closed her eyes for a moment, then she looked in the mirror again.
This time, she saw her own face. She smiled "I'm imagining things" she thought.
Suddenly, Margaret heard a loud noise. She jumped. Then she turned and looked at the window.
"It's OK " she thought. "It's only the branches of the trees. They'r hitting the window. I'm being stupid! Now I'm frightened of trees! "

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"The creature doesn't appear in a physical form,but I can feel it near me all the time, watching me, dominating me.
I want to escape but I can't.
I haven't got any energy, I am confused and I forget many things.
Sometimes I think the creature is in my head, controlling my thoughts and my actions."

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"Finally, in a very old section of the castle, he came to a door that was stuck, but not locked. He pushed it until it opened. The room was covered with dust, but had a beautiful view of the mountains. As he was looking out of the window, Jonathan saw the Count climb out of the window below him. Dracula crawled down the wall with his head towards the ground. He was wearing a cape that spread out around him like wings. Jonathan was terribly shocked and frightened. What kind of creature was the Count?..."

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"A creature sat on a chair behind a table. I say a creature, because it was not a man or a woman, like you or me. The creature did not move or look at us. It sat very quietly on the chair in the cold, dark, dirty room, and looked at the table. The creature had a cloth over its head, because of the cold. On the table in front of it, there was a dead flower."

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Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

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Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson

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"Poole hit the door with the hatchet. Immediatly, Poole and Utterson heard a shout of terror from inside the room. Poole had to use the hatchet five times before the lock broke and the door opened. Utterson and Poole looked into the room. There was a warm fire, there were papers on the desk and dishes on the table. It seemed an ordinary room except for all the chemicals in the cupboards. The body of a man lay on the floor in the middle of the room. Utterson and Poole walked silently to the body and turned it on its back. They saw Edward Hyde's face. His clothes didn't fit him, and they looked like Dr Jekyll's clothes. A glass with a chemical in it was on the floor beside him. "

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''The stranger didn't move when he saw me. He just continued to stare at me while I looked at him. This lasted for about one minute, and everything around me seemed to become strangely silent. I felt very cold. Then without movinghis eyes from my face, he walked slowly to the other side of the tower. I remember his long, thin hand moving over the low wall as he walked, and then after a few seconds, he turned and disappeared.''

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Classic Ghost Stories Retold by Sheila Scott

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Classic Ghost Stories Retold by Sheila Scott

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"It wouldn't take long to walk to the church if I walked fast. The church bell struck 11.00 as I left the house. It was only later that I connected the hour with Mrs Dorman's story. I was walking along the path beside the forest when I heard an unfamiliar sound. I stopped to listen and the sound stopped too. I started to walk again, and was aware of other footsteps on the path, like an echo of my own. I turned into the forest, and the footsteps continued."

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"On the way home I walked slowly, admiring the full moon in the dark blue sky. Suddenly, a hand touched my shoulder from behind me. I turned round, startled. A woman stood next to me."

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or The Scottish Story (for superstitious people)

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"Suddenly Macbeth came into the room. In his hands were the two daggers. There was blood on them. 'I can hear voices,' he said quietly. 'People are talking. Listen! Someone is crying "Murder!". Can you hear?' 'No, I can't. You're imagining things! There are no voices. Everyone is sleeping,' said Lady Macbeth. Then she saw the servants' daggers in Macbeth's hands."

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¨It was difficult to believe, answered Reverend Smith. Yesterday I was working here in this room. The door opened and closed, but no one was near it.
¨Was the window open?¨asked Mr Price. ¨Perhaps there was a wind?¨ No, it was a cold morning and all the windows were closed. Something else strange happened as well. Last night, I left my book beside my bed. This morning, the book was on the kitchen table.
¨Perhaps someone moved it?
No, I asked everyone, said Reverend Smith. ¨And we hear strange noises especially at night¨
¨What kind of noises?¨
Like someone tapping at the window, or a woman crying."

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The Phantʘm ʘf the ʘpera by Gaston Leroux

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The Phantʘm ʘf the ʘpera by Gaston Leroux

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"Suddenly, he heard Christine speak behind him. "Listen Raoul," she said. "I want to tell you something very serious. Do you remember the story of the Angel of Music? Well, the Angel visits me. He comes to my room in the theatre. He teaches me. The voice you heard in my room was his voice!"
Raoul laughed. "Cristine," he said, "I think someone is playing a joke on you."
Christine gave a cry and left him, shouting, "Leave me alone!" Raoul returned to his room. In the middle of the night, he looked out of the window. He saw Cristine was by her father's grave. Raoul heard beautiful music. Then he saw a shadow near the church. The shadow turned arround- it had the face of a skeleton and eyes like fire."

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The Phantom of the Opera by Jennifer Bassett

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The Phantom of the Opera by Jennifer Bassett

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"Everybody says they see the Opera ghost, but there isn't really a ghost. You saw a shadow on the wall.
But she did not open, or look into the passage."

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"At last it seeemed that perhaps- just perhaps- Miles would tell me what really happened. I fell on my knees beside his bed.
'Dear Miles. I want to help you! That's all.' I knew I was saying too much. 'Can't you help me to save you?'
That was it. Immediately there was a strong cold wind, and the room shook. Miles gave a great cry- was he afraid or excited? I jumped to my feet. The room was still and dark, and the windows were closed.
'The candle's gone out! I cried."

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The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

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The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

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"The servants entered the study. On the wall they saw a beautiful picture of Dorian Gray, looking young and handsome, just as they knew him. Then they looked at the floor and saw a dead man with a knife in his heart.
'Who is that man?' They asked each other.
They didn't recognise the body until they saw the rings on its fingers. Then they knew - it was the body of Dorian Gray."