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Diary of the Dead

[125chaps only] [Completed] Death is such a simple and yet so complicated phenomenon. We spent all our lives trying to avoid death but eventually succumbing to it. But then what? Is everything over? Is it really the end as we imagine or all the stories about reincarnation, about ghosts are true? What happens when someone dies? There are many stories which end at death and some that extend beyond death. But my story... It begins at death. Hey everyone! I'm Chloe. I've recently become a ghost and I have no memories of my human life. Join me in my adventure where I discover my past and my future together. The adventure of a "Life" that exists beyond "Death." *PS: The cover picture is not mine, and I'll take it down if the original owner wants me to.* Check out my other story, "Across the Galaxy (Sci-fi)" I would like to thank AMRITA CHOUDHURY, A friend and a dear sister to me who helps me improve the grammar in the chapters. If you want to connect with me: Feel free to message me in:- 1.Discord. ID: sillymlk#8687 2. Instagram ID: @silly.mlk or @zuozhe_jiemei 3.Discord group: https://discord.gg/rJPDJQA join discord to connect with other fans

sillymlk · Terror
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125 Chs

House on Sale  

Both Margaret and I panicked when we saw someone entering. We hid back behind the wall and focussed our hearing for any clue as to what was going on. If that evil wench was back, we would have to make a run for it.

"I am telling you, you will love this house" A feminine voice spoke to someone, whose footsteps were heard by us soon enough. How many people were here? We did not hear any voice following that. 

"You pretend to be yourself. I will be invisible for now". Margaret ordered me. I wasn't really great at my apparitions, but I was glad it was manifested for now. All I have to do is maintain that and extract as much information as I can.

I came out to the front door and decided to greet the visitors. The woman took a few steps back as she saw me, clearly not expecting me to be here. "Mrs Stanford… what brings you here". She gave a fake and awkward laugh. 

"I just wanted to see this place before it's sold". I said nonchalantly.