Drabble: Spooky


My best friend, Spooky, isn’t like other people. He comes into my room in the dead of night. Through the wall.

Yeah, Spooky’s a ghost. One hundred years ago, this was his room. He had a rocking horse and a train set. My Xbox is a mystery to him.

Spooky told me how he died. His stepmother poisoned him. She wanted her own son to be his father’s heir.

Spooky spends his days haunting her great-grandchildren. Their screams soothe his wronged soul.


  1. Heather Hayden

    August 7, 2016
  2. Kristen Kooistra

    August 8, 2016

    Lol, I hope the teller of the tale isn’t one of those great-grandchildren.

    • magicwriter author

      August 8, 2016

      Haha no he wasn’t meant to be 🙂

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