It was quarter past 12 at night and I couldn't sleep. So I got up and looked out of the window. We live in the centre of a graveyard, and as I gazed out over the back of the house, I noticed a ghostly white mist meandering over the gravestones. It seemed to be running away from the church! As I looked closer, it seemed to be wearing an old fashioned wedding dress. She walked slowly, now, and was more clear. when the ghost bride got to the back wall, she threw herself off it, and screamed. I've never seen her since, but her shriek has been heard by others too. Where did she come from? But, however, I've never been scared of the ghost lady. We moved house, away from the bride, and since then a lot of creepy things have been happening.
Sent in by Celia. N. Lemon
Friday, October 9, 2009
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