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Ghost of a Chance

Last Thursday night, it was pouring with rain. We went on a hunt for a ghost. They say that the ghost is only seen at night, and always in the rain. She was ran over in the rain at midnight, so her ghost only appears on a wet night. Well, that night, I stood in the rain, but didn't see the ghost.

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Date: 10/29/2023 8:46:00 AM
Creative work. Thanks for sharing..Sara K
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