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A Narrative Essay Ghost Irene F2p

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Ghost Story Irene F2P I walked, in the afternoon sunshine, through the buzzy and noisy streets, past the mouthwatering coffee shop, under the ancient bridge,near the Christian church, with my family, to our new house that my dad have recently bought. The new house, which I had never visited before, seemed strangely familiar. I quickly went in. Hurrying up the stairs, I went inside my new bedroom. The furnitures were quite old, but it was better than my old house. Then, a deafening, deep sound rang and shook the room.Quickly and nervously, I ran down the stairs to see what happened. I asked my mom about the loud sound, but my mum said there were no sounds and I was just hallucinating. I ran out of the house hurriedly and frightenedly. Because of the weird things that have just all happened, I decided to have a walk near the pond at the back of my house for relaxation. Stretching my arms, I feel much more relaxed after that. I walked in circles around the pond. The pond is very clear, and it has sparkling blue water that is too pretty to be true. Although I knew I was in an empty area with a pond, I could not stop thinking that …show more content…

Sharp pains crept inside my body. The young girl from the reflection rose out of the calm water. It caused many big waves, but after that, it went back to its peaceful state, like a big mirror waiting to reflect another child’s reflection.The young girl, who used to look gentle, looks evil now, and reached out her long pale hands and began pulling me towards the water. I pulled back quickly. She pulled again. I pushed her forcefully. She lost balance, but quickly got up. She tried pulling me again.Harder this time. I tried pushing her again. Not knowing what else to do. I was frightened. Just why would she want me in the pond? And who is she? Why is she my reflection? Finally, she decided to use all of her energy and force in one pull. And it succeeded. I fell into the

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