A collection of spooky short stories that unfolds based on the true experience of people with ghost encounters. 

Ghost Stories For the Soul will makes you laugh nervously, while having goosebumps when the spookiness creeps in.

Every chapter in this book gets gloomier, spookier and funnier !!

Sorry if you dont like it, its my first short story. Anyway enjoy

A bunch of short stories for/not for the heart

_Some end Happy
_Some end sad

~I would have made it so each title could be it's own book; but that would be to many 1 chapter books so I will squish them all on here, Like I said before. I ONLY WRITE SHORT STORIES: THEREFORE EACH CHAPTER WILL BE A DIFFERENT STORY WITH DIFFERENT PEOPLE. EACH TITLE WILL BE A NEW STORY. A STORY WITH MORE THEN ONE CHAPTER WILL HAVE NUMBERS IN PARENTHESIS AFTER THE TITLE.

There is no specific update day - I update when I wanna. Each story may/may not have a plot. 

*Target: Everyone
*Genre: A bunch of diffrent types/ Mostly Romance Fiction


<3~If I get enough comments that I should actually write a full chapter book then I just might.

A compilation of chapter long stories of different genres to read when you want a small adventure!!!

The Ficool Short Stories Collection was Launched in September 2019 in Kenya and Nigeria with the aim of giving upcoming writers a platform where their short stories can be published. The call for applications resulted in 12 submissions from Kenya and Nigeria. 
The best 6 stories from the first call out were selected by the Ficool team of Content specialists and 6 stories made it to the short stories  collection. 

The short stories include: The Ghost of my friend By Ken Okumu (Kenya); A Bird in Hand is Worth Two in the Bush By Edith Macharia (Kenya); Kidnapped By Ofomah Chukwuebuka Gallant (Nigeria);Yes, I Do By Olaitan Femi Oboye(Nigeria); For Manhood's Sake By Osigwe Philip Uchenna(Nigeria); The Crow By Ofomah Rapuluchukwu Sidney (Nigeria)

School ground. day. Emma having her own time sleeping under the sun while Belle reading beside her. a novel about missing student whom been keep by her own school teacher. the novel are interesting to read. couple minute, she too take a sleep a bit before school bell rang.
"Oh i love sleep on this grass." she inhaling then exhaling. "It's makes me calm." she said, eyes close. she hear Belle humming. "Oh i wish there's no bell rang."
meanwhile at teacher office. the teacher also taking their rest before continue teaching in class. Gibson sit on his chair. prepare the question for his class. he like his student know History. there's a lot history they must learn. like Asian history. their culture are unique. Gibson had two hours with them before school ended. 
"Gibson?." he look on his right wheres the teacher rest. "Studying?."
he shake his head. said. "A quiz actually. I prepared for my class. asian history."
"Interesting. which states? you know asian is big and world wide. which you interesting I could helped if you want."
Gibson leaned back. said. "What about Indonesia?."
"Scary one or not?."
"What's the different?."
too many question between Gibson and science teacher name, Mr.Bubba. he quite interesting about spiritual and mystery especially asian ghost stories. every states had their own ghost story. Mr. Bubba love ghost story.
"You wanna hear?."
later. Gibson class begin. students take their sit. waiting. he drop his things on desk as usual. he sit the edge of desk. he scanning students face till he stop at Belle. she wasn't looked at him. she write something on her note book. cursing him, spell him. he don't know. he doesn't care what she doing, but he'll do. either not looking at his face. as long she never stayed out from his sight.
"Class." he smile. "I have a stories to tell but I don't think is unnecessary. like Mr. Bubba said, I must not. so tell me." he stare. "Do you like ghost stories?."
the students look each other. "If you like. maybe I start with mine. thanks to Mr. Bubba. he's the one who share this fascinating story to me."
"You said is unnecessary to tell."
he smirked. "I lied. let we begin shall we."
minute later. Gibson smirking. his eyes on them. exactly fear face he see after they hear the story he told. and be told by Bubba. girls student wiped their sweat, while boys? so many time swallow their own saliva. believe it or not. the truth comes first.
"So? any question?." he waited. continue. "Come one guys. relax. it's just a story. nothing will happen in here, this is america not asian."
as he waited. one of the student raise hand. "Aah. Mr. George. wanna share your thought."
"Well - I umm. well basically. maybe. I was wondering there's must be a version on that old folks story. you know."
he look around the class then back to Gibson. "Well all know this story is about a woman died on birth. some version said she died on birth but some said she been killed by someone while she pregnant. two version in one story."
"Yes. two version exactly one same stories. she can died on birth or she can died in kill. she can't choose. it depends."
"That creepy."
George's eyes on the girl in his classroom.
"Just you guys think. all of you are woman. you guys pregnant. an sudden you died. whether been kill or not. and the night you turn into a ghost. what you gonna do?"
Gibson eyes on the girl. he see Belle are stare at George's. he smirked. watch her doing.
"Ghost? you know. how hard can be. you guys must be suffer even become a ghost. you seeking. you revenge. vengeance. duh."
silent. Belle low her head down her laps. "What you gonna do, Belle?."
George asked her. she look at him back. what she gonna said about it. pregnant. dying. kill. ghost?
"Try me. kill me. we see about that."
"But you must get pregnant first. then you know. you turn into that thing." back in silent. "A monster."
Gibson clap his hand once. he smile. said. "I wonder beautiful girl like you be a ghost, Miss Belle. they won't scared of you but trying to flirt with you even you are alive. right now. someone will."
"You're right, Mr. Gibson. even me." he laugh. "I try to flirt with her but she rejected me. no way." he look at her back. "You're mine, Belle."
Belle rolled her eyes. she sank on her chair. Gibson circling around the class with smile till he stop, stand back of the class. his eyes on Belle back body. she about to look over her shoulder. he stop her.
"Okay class. we enjoyed hear the stories. this is true stories of asian ghost that we haven't know. sometimes we need to study more than that. the culture and everything. now." he then walk toward his desk. he reach his bag where he prepared card quiz for the class.
later evening. Alpaca's restaurant. "Belle!."
"Frank?."
"Order's up!."
Belle take the order and she start to rushed. happily. she love her job. she love working in restaurant.
"You. here, let me top off there, Jimmy."
she turn to another table. "I've got that sausage coming up for you, Dale." she shout. she went to another table.
"Your meal." she rushed.
minute later. she stop. staring at one of the table. there's four teenage like her age. two boys and girls. they waited to be served. Tiana notice. she tapped Belle shoulder. she jolt blinking her eyes with sigh.
"Oh. Terrific."
Tiana smile. "You want me to take it?."
"My section, I've got it."
she walk and greet them. "Hi, Amanda. hi, guys."
she smile. "You're guys here." she smile again.
they four stare Belle. one of the girl said. "Do you mind if we order?."
sighs. "Yeah. what can I get for you guys?."
whistling. later. Belle take a short break. her arm crossed on her chest. Tiana finish serving at her section. the place are quite now. she glance over the wall where the clock hang. exactly 10.00pm already. people are slow getting out from the restaurant. only left few couple and family to be done.
Tiana walk toward Belle. "Hey, you alright?."
"What can be more terrific."
"Relax. just two more days."
Belle look her. "Two more day why? are you quitting?."
"No you silly. didn't you know?." Belle shake her head. "We're going for vacation. L.A here we come."
"Why sudden? when?."
"This monday."
Belle shocked a bit. she about to jumped on top of Tiana. but why?
"I can't join you guys. school."
Tiana chuckle. she wraps her arm to Belle in smile. she said.
"Jonah already taking care everything. he need you in this trips. because of you his restaurant are most wanted and popular among people. people dine in. non stop. he thank you. you're everything. so, he decided to have this trips for us. hotel. transport. everything."
Belle snort. said. "I guess I have to tell my mother about this."
"Yeah, baby doll. long trip that you barely imagine."

Andriana Belle Decker, a sixteen years old High school student.
Perfect family.
Perfect part time job.
Perfect friends.
Perfectly everything.

Victor Gibson, a twenty six years old transfer teachers.
He found hers.
He hers teachers.
He had eyes on hers. 
He own everythings.

Lunch time.

The poem that Zhang Ye gave to the young couple was once again relished by the radio station's colleagues. One could easily hear people discussing about it at any time of the day.

"Little Zhang, you are eating instant noodles again?" The director came in.

Zhang Ye hurriedly swallowed the last mouthful and smiled. "Yeah, I just need to fill my stomach."

Zhao Guozhou asked with concern, "Eating like this isn't healthy. Is it because you are tight on your living expenses, as you haven't been paid? Hehe, if that is the case, don't worry about it. I have something to announce in while." Looking at the office, he said, "Is everyone back from lunch? Then put down what you are working on for a while. As the scene in the morning had wasted some time, well, I'll be announcing the listenership rates for yesterday."

Everyone looked over.

Zhao Guozhou found a seat to sit down, "First place, "Talk About the World". The listenership is..." He purposely dragged out his tone, "4.09%!"

"Ah?"

"Is that true?"

"Above four?"

"Our ratings have broken four?"

It was clear that Wang Xiaomei was surprised by this.

Zhao Guozhou said in a satisfactory manner, "All these years, Xiaomei's segment has been our channel's number one in ratings, but it always averaged around three percent. Everyone, you didn't hear wrongly. We have really broken four this time. And I can happily tell you that the broadcast ‘Talk About the World’ yesterday was fourth in the entire station, on average. We are only just behind the News Channel's two news segment and the Traffic Channel's ‘Safe All the Way’. This is an unprecedented result for our channel. Everyone, please congratulate Xiaomei."

There was applause and cheers!

The colleagues were also beaming. If the performance was good, the year-end bonuses would also be multiplied, so it was a joyous occasion for everyone in the Literature Channel.

Wang Xiaomei explained, "Thank you everyone. However, yesterday was a special case. There is no way that we can maintain it." She knew why they had jumped from the entire Beijing Radio Station's 8-9th place to 4th place. After a brief feeling of excitement, she did not say anything else.

She wasn't alone. Zhao Guozhou and the rest were the same. Zhao Guozhou carried on, "I recommend everyone to give Teacher Little Zhang a round of applause. Hehe. Yesterday's program was all thanks to Teacher Little Zhang; not only did he save us during a crisis, he had also pulled up the ratings for ‘Talk About the World’. Let me announce the ratings for "Late-night Ghost Stories". Last night's Little Zhang's segment had an average rating of 1.57%. It ranked third place in our channel and is higher compared to its weekend's 1.4%. Clearly, last night's event had led to this. I believe, and I have reason to believe, that under Teacher Little Zhang's hard work, "Late-night Ghost Stories" will make a new high again. Hence, I have already spoken to the Deputy Directors and Heads and plan to give the 5,000 Yuan bonus award to Teacher Little Zhang. Does anyone have any objections about this?"

"No objections."

"It is necessary!"

"Teacher Little Zhang, congratulations!"

Zhang Ye pretended to be polite, "Leader, how can I? I'm just a newcomer. And really..."

Zhao Guozhou beamed with a smile, "In a while, I'll let finance enter it into your wages. Do not be like that. It's what you deserve. Besides, this bonus is also because of another reason. From today onwards, "Late-night Ghost Stories" will have advertising sponsors. As your "Ghost Blows Out the Light" has information regarding antiques and its listenership rates have been always high, a large pawn shop business' public relations staff have contacted the station. The sponsoring negotiations have basically been done. As for the exact numbers, it is still kept under wraps and I cannot divulge it. However, I can roughly tell you that, hehe, about this "Late-night Ghost Stories" sponsorship… It is about the same as our channel's prime-time programs’ and is extremely high!" 

What?

Almost the same as prime-time programs?

When this was revealed, many were dumbfounded. After all, "Late-night Ghost Stories" was a late-night segment. It was worse than late-night programs in the 11 P.M. - 12 A.M. slot. However, the sponsorship it had obtained was nearly the at the level of fees commanded by prime-time segments? Was the advertiser mad? However, it was reasonable once one thought about it. "Late-night Ghost Stories" was no longer a late-night program hosted by Tian Bin. After Zhang Ye took it over, its ratings had an explosive increase. Also, the cohesion rate of the listeners was high. It could be seen from the figures of the listenership breakdown. The pawn shop business was using this relatively specialized and relevant program, which had greatly attracted its listeners, to gain recognition. Hence, this high advertising fee was not unreasonable!

"Teacher Little Zhang, you will need to give a treat."

"Right, you must treat. It's so enviable."

"My afternoon segment's sponsorship isn't even as high as yours. This is such a blow to me. Haha, when our salary is paid, don't be stingy and treat us all!"

The more advertising sponsorship there was, the greater the cut they would get for their salary. Zhang Ye may be still a rookie whose base salary was inferior to others, but with the addition of the cut of a sponsorship that was nearing the amount for prime-time segments, Zhang Ye's monthly income would be higher than the older comrades who had had worked in the station for decades!

Zhang Ye was also delighted, "Sure, sure."

Seeing Zhang Ye's delighted mood, Tian Bin was so envious that his intestines turned green. He had ran "Late-night Ghost Stories" for years and, on average, it had 300 days a year without sponsorships. Occasionally, there would be a short-term sponsorship, but the fees received were negligible. It was extremely low. This Zhang had only started work for a few days; how was he so lucky? Tian Bin still refused to acknowledge Zhang Ye's abilities. He was adamant that it was due to luck.

After announcing all the programs' ratings, Zhao Guozhou called Zhang Ye over. He reminded him, "The advertisers are coming soon. Today is the day we are signing the contract. They, too, want to see your recording situation in person. I have already gotten someone to reserve the recording studio for you. Once they arrive, you can begin. As for the advertisement lines, I haven't received them. They might bring it and I'll get someone to pass it to you."

Zhang Ye responded, "Recording in the afternoon?"

"Yes. Anyway, you do not need a script. Why? Is there a problem?" Zhao Guozhou asked.

Zhang Ye bit his tongue, "There's no problem, Leader. I'll begin preparing."

Zhao Guozhou nodded, "Do well later. Don't let the advertisers pick fault with it, or there will be questions for the nearly-settled contract."

"I understand. Don't worry about it." Zhang Ye guaranteed.

When the Leader left, Zhang Ye's face turned bitter. No problem, your sister! He had no way of reciting the remaining text of "Ghost Blows Out the Light". He only knew the rough direction to the plot. As he was excited about being in the papers, he had not worked out a draft. He had been planning to work out the draft in the morning, but who could have known that something would happen in the morning? Now, with the advertisers coming in the afternoon, there was definitely no time left. Even if he wanted to go off script, he couldn't. Ugh, was he going to destroy all the accumulated Reputation in one go? "Ghost Blows Out the Light" was difficult to carry on. Was he going to mess up his own program?

Bad things were about to happen!

The end is near!

Thankfully, he had still gotten 5,000 Yuan in rewards. With money, even if he messed up the program, Zhang Ye would be fine. In this world, money is...No, that's not right!

I think I previously said that I treated money like dirt?

Let me think for a while, did I say that? Forget it, I don't think I said that!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

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