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      <title>HALLOWEEN SHORT STORY COMPETITION by Marta</title>
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      <pubDate>2017-11-21 08:36:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>WRITE YOUR OWN GHOST STORY AND SCARE US TO DEATH!!!</title>
         <author>Mbea5</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p><br/></p><p><strong>INSTRUCTIONS</strong></p><p>1. Click on the + icon you can see on the wall/screen. </p><p>2. Write the title of your story.</p><p>3. Write your own story. 175 words minimum.Do<strong> NOT </strong>write your names.</p><p><br/></p><p><strong>CHECK MISTAKES!!!</strong></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><strong><mark><br><br></mark></strong></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>]]></description>
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         <title>The pianist</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p><br/></p><p>It all happended last summer, when we came back from vacation in France. We had been driving for six hours when we saw the sign for a small hotel and decided to stop. It was already getting dark, and we were so tired. The hotel looked old but charming.</p><p>As we entered, the receptionist told us looking at her old watch: “we rarely get visitors so late…”. After checking in, we were shown to our room, took a shower and tried to rest and sleep. The night was unusually quiet. Suddenly, around midnight, I heard a strange noise. Then, curious, I followed the sound down the hallway. When I arrived at the reception, I saw that a man was playing a little piano by candlelight. His skin and long hair looked white as a dead man’s. He looked up and said to me with a terrorific voice: “you shouldn’t be here”.</p><p>The next morning, I asked the receptionist about him and she said: “there was no one here last night, it’s imposible”.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-10-29 22:10:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Blacksmith of Vallmoll </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Once upon a time, there was a blacksmith in Vallmoll, a town near Valls, who used to shoe the legs of horses with the horseshoes that he made himself. He was a cheerful man, but he couldn t stop doing his amazing, pleasant and excellent job even at night.</p><p>However, once night of a full moon, and strong storm, which touched the human skin, he heard a distant voice that it said: "play this game with me" . The voice was louder and louder. It seemed absolutely insistent.</p><p>Suddlenly, in the light of a candle, an old woman with white eyes appeared laughing loudly and repeat again the same phrase "play this game with me "</p><p>The blacksmith was scared, shaken, horrified and really petrified. He couldn t resist this anymore. So he took a horseshoe, a symbol of luck and protection, and placed  it in front of her.</p><p>Lastly, although this shadow left quickly, in the morning, when he woke up, he realized, astonished, that he had the horseshoe imprint on his body, specifically, on his left chest, straight to his heart. Then, he realized that the shadow, he saw the day before, looked like the silhouette of his dead grandmother with whom he played when he was a child.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-07 07:13:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>MY MIRROR</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>It all happened two years ago when I bought a gorgeous apartment in 13<sup>th</sup> avenue in New York. I was really delighted with it because it was exactly what I wanted: it was a tiny place, but enough for me. While I was thinking to decorate it in a vintage style, I found an old and elegant mirror in an antique shop which I purchased and I put in my bedroom. I was sure it was perfect in front of my bed, but then I discovered a weird shadow. Every time I looked at myself in it, I saw this shadow behind me. However, when I turned around, there was no one there.</p><p><br/></p><p>Suddenly, one rainy day, the shadow waved at me. I felt absolutely astonished and frightened because I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. In the end, I decided to wave too and the shadow smiled shyly at me. After this day, we became friends: I told everything to her, I shared my apartment with her… &nbsp;</p><p><br/></p><p>Finally, on Friday the 13th, when I woke up, the mirror was broken and my friend “the shadow” had disappeared forever.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-10 16:27:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The hitch-hiker</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>In the morning of Halloween 2024, I decided to visit my grandma because she FELT sad and a little depressed for my granddad had died. My Grandparents’ house was a beautiful farm in the middle of the isolated countryside.</p><p>Because of A long meeting that afternoon, I left so late and as night was falling I was still driving. Suddenly, onside of the road I saw a handsome man who was signalling for me to stop. So, I lowered the window and I asked him if I could aid him. His tender eyes looked at me while he asked if I could take him to the next petrol station because his car had broken down. After that, we talked a lot for half an hour and he explained several anecdotes about his life and from time to time he asked asking me about something that I felt surprised at because it was as if he knew me. As I felt comfortable with him I played down.</p><p>When we arrived at the petrol station which was quite near my grandparents’ home, that well-behaved man said goodbye. While I was leaving, I noticed him though the rear-view mirror. He was gazing while he was smiling and he vanished unexpectedly.</p><p>Finally, after A few minutes I arrived at my final destination. When my grandma asked me to come into her living room, I realized that on grandparent’s wedding photo there was the young man I had picked up.</p><p>I was stunned, is it possible my granddad had appeared to me??</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-15 16:00:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The last patient</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>THE LAST PATIENT</p><p><br></p><p>It all happened during the second pandemic. It was a typical grey October afternoon, the sky was cloudy, the days were getting shorter, the weather was refreshing more and more and I, as a tradition on these dates, was getting a nasty cold.</p><p><br></p><p>I woke up from my nap at six pm and I drove to the health center. This morning I had a fever and I didn't go to work si I needed a medical certificate. <br>When I arrived at the medical center I felt something strange was happening. At that time in the afternoon the waiting room used to be crowded, but there wasn’t a soul inside. As I was entering the hall, the nurse called the only patient who was waiting.</p><p>After a minute I heard a scream and suddenly, the doors opened and a cold gust of wind came in.<br>After that, I began to be worried, but due to the nurse call, I didn’t have much time to think.<br>As soon as I entered the room, I smelt something strange and unpleasant wich give me goosebumps. I wished to escape when the doctor closed the door behind me.</p><p>He was wearing a mask, because we were in a pandemic, but behind it I could see absolutely pale skin and a genuine evil look.</p><p>Without thinking twice I started running through the queries to escape, and&nbsp; to my surprise, they were full of the lifeless patients' bodies. The doctor was running behind me while the nurse tried to cut off my escape, but I hit her hard and managed to get out.</p><p><br></p><p>Even now, I’m not used to going to the doctor on October afternoons. <br><br></p><p><br></p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-18 08:12:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>A friend is a treasure</title>
         <author>eoitarrega</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>A friend is a treasure</p><p><br></p><p>I still remember it as if it was yesterday. I was with my friends drinking and celebrating my birthday, which had been two days before. Then, Miquel showed us a poster that was hanging near us: “Do you dare to visit us?”. It was an advertisement for a new escape room in the city. Just an email to contact them. We love solving escape rooms, so it's easy to imagine how the story went.</p><p><br></p><p>As soon as we arrived, we saw an old building that looked derelict. Attached to the door, an envelope stained with something that looked like blood was waiting for us. Inside it, a few instructions: “Congratulations, you are 4 brave guys. Look at these 4 doors. Each one of you must choose one”.</p><p><br></p><p>We were used to going to a lot of escape rooms, but we had always found the solutions together. It’s an awful choice to separate, I thought, but my friends seemed delighted with this idea. Then, I opened my door and, before coming in, I took a look at my friends but they had already entered.</p><p><br></p><p>I could only see a few poor lights into the darkness. I started walking slowly and all of a sudden, I heard my friends screaming and beating the wall. I was terrified!</p><p><br></p><p>I also started shouting: “are you ok? Are you ok, mates?” But a disturbing silence was the only response. While I tried to understand what was happening, somebody opened my door and turned on a chainsaw. I had my heart in my mouth.</p><p><br></p><p>I started running and screaming and, unexpectedly, the chainsaw stopped and the lights turned on. Then, I could hear my friends laughing. “Happy birthday, Oriol!”. I couldn’t believe it. Their birthday present was my worst nightmare.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-18 09:12:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dark Star Hotel</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Finally, Jessica had her well-deserved holidays, she only wanted to enjoy a nice and quiet long weekend, far from the city and her demanding job.</p><p>Dark Star Hotel seemed a good idea, it was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by trees and near a lovely river. Jessica arrived in the afternoon. When she got out of the car she noticed a cold and fearful air in the atmosphere. The receptionist’s gaze didn’t help to fix it.</p><p>While Jessica was walking towards her room, the damp wood creaked she was the only one guest and the where was something wrong in the place, but she would find it out the next day, after a good night.</p><p>It was 3am when she suddenly woke up. She heard a noise, as a constant whistle, it wasn’t wind nor old pipes, it was like a child melody. Jessica went to the door and whispered “who is it?”, but the whistle didn’t stop… Suddenly, the door handle started turning, creaking… Jessica pushed the door but a strange and strong force was pushing on the other side, she was afraid of it, so she pushed harder, shouting and the whistle stopped. Jessica could only feel her breath when she saw a shadow under the door and the same time, she noticed a cold and tiny hand catching her ankle…</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-19 16:26:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Strange friends</title>
         <author>txemapereira</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>It all happened five years ago, on a rainy autumn day.I had just arrived from an awful work day and opened the entrance door when I realised there was no electricity at home.I tried to find a candle in the middle of the darkness and, finally, I found it in a nearby <a rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="http://closet.IT">closet.It was a huge green candle.While I was lighting it, I felt a terrible sensation of heat in the air and, suddenly, a ghost apperared in front of me.It had the shape of a young man, with dirty clothes.At first, I was horrified,but then, the phantom started to talk to me about his life. He told me he had been a rich boy, but due to an economic crisis, he needed to work hard in a supermarket, and he didn't have much money.When I tried to speak with him, he had disappeared.Next  day, when I arrived from work, he reappeared in my hall.Finally, we chatted a lot of time and we became friends.</a></p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-23 11:14:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>THE GHOST OF BLACKWOOD MANOR</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>When Sharah moved to the countryside , she wanted a quiet place to start a new life. After living in the noisy city,she dreamed of peace and silence.</p><p><br/></p><p>One day,she saw an advertisment for an old house called Blackwood Manor.The photos she saw a beautiful stone building surrounded  by forest and the rent was so low that Sarah thought she was lucky.</p><p><br/></p><p>When she arrived,she was greeres by MR.Harrys,he gave her the keys quickly.He seemed nervous.</p><p>-"Is there something wrong with the house" Sarah asked</p><p><br/></p><p>MR.Harrys smiled weirdly "No,no , of course not, it's just old"</p><p><br/></p><p>The first night was calm,until saeah started hearing footsteps <a rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="http://upstairs.At">upstairs.At</a> first,she thought it was the wind,but soon the sound grew louder,the door creaked,and sometimes she hjeard a woman crying softly.</p><p><br/></p><p>One evening she followed the noise to the <a rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="http://attic.In">attic.In</a> the corner,she found a dusty mirror covered with a while sheet.When Sarah uncovered it,she saw not her own reflection, but a woman in a white dress standing behind her .Sarah turned around and no one was there.</p><p><br/></p><p>On the mirron,two words appeared in the dust: "HELP ME" </p><p><br/></p><p>The next day , that Sarah asked a neighbor about the house he told her that a woman named Emily had died there in wedding night, fifty years ago. People said her spirit still was wandering the walls , wating for peace.</p><p><br/></p><p>That night Sarah whispered to the mirror, "Emily ,you can rest now".The air became warm ,and for a moment , the woman's feace appeared smiling softy before fading away forever.</p><p><br/></p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-11-30 21:16:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>GHOST TOWN</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>It all happened 25 years ago. It was the night of October the 31st. It was Halloween night and everybody in Ghost Town was dressed up with all kind of costumes.</p><p>The weather was wet and a bright moon was shinning in the sky.</p><p>Marvin, an 8-year-old child, was dressed as a zombie; his friend John, as a mummy; and his other friend, Jenny, as a witch.</p><p>They were knocking at the doors playing " TRICK OR TREAT" when suddenly they noticed someone was following them. They could not see who was behind them but they knew something strange was just about to happen.</p><p>While they were trying to discover the mystery, Jenny disappeared.</p><p>Marvin and John were really frightened and they decided to call the police for help.</p><p>Later, when they reached the Police station, they observed it was definitely empty, nobody was there. Unexpectedly all people of the town was gone away mysteriously.</p><p>All of a sudden the clock of the Church's Tower struck twelve and the entire town vanished, becoming an incredible Ghost Town.</p><p>Finally, it was lost to memory for years... and about Marvin, John and Jenny, they were never seen again.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2025-12-01 18:18:00 UTC</pubDate>
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