Write a short story which begins with "I do not believe in ghosts".(300-350 words)
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I did not believe in ghosts lately,until one such incident,i kind of started believing in it.
It was a gloomy evening,and i had gone down to play.Me and my friends were talking about ghostly stuff,as it was Halloween.The talk went on for ages,until someone suggested to check out the wing,where some creepy incident had supposedly taken place.(Can't mention that,here.It was a full moon night,that day,which makes this story creepy.)So,i took the courage of saying,-"Yes,I will do it,checking out the place,i mean."Every one stared,surprised.I shrugged off their seemingly irritating expressions,and walked towards the wing(namely,K wing.)It was said that on the 13 floor,there was this incident which took place,so remembering that,i made my way towards the lift.It took ages for the lift to come down,and when it did,it opened creepily,making weird grating noises.I went inside it and punched the button for the 13th floor,and the lift generated to life.It reached the floor,and stayed still.I looked at the floor in the screen,concerned as to what was happening.I tried to wrench the gates forcibly.The gates opened,and i stepped out.There were only 2 flats remaining,as the flat where the thing had happened was broken down.I looked at the refugee area,adjoining it,and I stared,open-mouthed.The door to the refugee was opened!I wondered who opened it,as those areas are closed,unless and until there is some emergency,like for fire or something.I peeked at it,and saw that the lights were flickering.I walked inside.I suddenly saw some movement,out of the corner of my eye,and i looked towards it.That thing was gone.I blamed it to my hallucinations,and started walking towards the window,where we could see our society,like the complete view of it.Suddenly,i heard a creepy laugh,and i turned,to look behind.I gaped.What i saw was a hooded figure,completely undistinguished.I screamed,and ran towards the door and came out,panting.I dont know what that thing was,but the only thing which flashes into my mind is-A ghost.
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Walking back to the light switch, he flicked it on and caught a glimpse of someone disappearing into the next room. That was the viewing room. No one was supposed to be in there at this time of night. Thinking it might be kids who’d somehow gotten into the locked building, he went to investigate. No one was there. He checked the only other door into the room and found it locked. Now he was really mystified. He knew he'd seen someone come in here, yet he couldn't find anyone.
He went ahead and finished his task. After checking again to ensure the building was empty, he locked up. The next day he mentioned his strange experience to someone who worked there and she turned pale. "I've seen them, too," she whispered. "They just watch me and then they're gone."
The person who told me this story did so with a measure of reluctance. "I don't believe in ghosts, but..." He wanted to assure me that he was a levelheaded man with no interest in the supernatural. But this had happened, he insisted. And he wanted to know what I thought. He didn’t believe, but then again….
I hear this phrase all the time. Whenever I travel, I ask about ghost stories. I like to collect different types of tales, especially from other countries. Even my own neck of the woods offers distinct tales from the Moravian time period unlike any I’ve heard elsewhere.
For example, in Bethlehem Ghosts, I included der Ausleger, the phantom undertaker who'd enter people’s homes or yards to drink the water they’d used to wash down the body of a deceased relative. (They were so disgusted by this spooky thing’s behavior that the entire community took up the ritual of tossing all death water into the cemetery. He could go drink it there!)
As I collect these tales, I’m always amused how often people qualify their experience of what they're pretty sure was a ghost with the phrase, “I don’t believe in ghosts, but…” They then proceed to tell the tale that indicates they clearly do believe in their experience and their interpretation of it.
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