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haguchizubo

I’ve never seen a ghost. I saw a man who disappeared, once, but to this day I maintain he wasn’t a ghost. Some kind of fluke, maybe, or a deliberate act of deception. I often tell that story, that strange snowy night alone in an old house, as my “ghost story,” when it comes time for camp fires, shadows and flickering light. And it’s funny that I tell that story, because it’s a chiller, an “ooh” how spooky, and yet I always know, as I tell it, that in the moment, I wasn’t scared. The experie..

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