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		<title>The New Home</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The New Home By GhostStories.co.uk (c) not to be reproduced The day of the move, a day Colin, Dawn and had been looking forward to for months. That was however not the case for Olivia (9) the daughter of Colin and Dawn, Olivia was upset about leaving her old home, friends and school behind and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The piece of paper that was up to her life!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Submitted by &#8220;Emma Funk&#8221; there was a girl and her friends coming home from school with her friends.she said im just gonna go and get some milk for my mom, she said that she wants some because she is very poorley and would very mucch appricate it. so she did she went down to the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Keeping His Promise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Keeping His Promise by Algernon Blackwood It was eleven o&#8217;clock at night, and young Marriott was locked into his room, cramming as hard as he could cram. He was a &#8220;Fourth Year Man&#8221; at Edinburgh University and he had been ploughed for this particular examination so often that his parents had positively declared they could [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=44</link>
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		<title>At the Gate</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At the Gate by Myla Jo Closser A shaggy Airedale scented his way along the highroad. He had not been there before, but he was guided by the trail of his brethren who had preceded him. He had gone unwillingly upon this journey, yet with the perfect training of dogs he had accepted it without [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=42</link>
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		<title>A Case of Eavesdropping</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A Case of Eavesdropping by Algernon Blackwood Jim Shorthouse was the sort of fellow who always made a mess of things. Everything with which his hands or mind came into contact issued from such contact in an unqualified and irremediable state of mess. His college days were a mess: he was twice rusticated. His schooldays [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=40</link>
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		<title>A Haunted Island</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A Haunted Island by Algernon Blackwood The following events occurred on a small island of isolated position in a large Canadian lake, to whose cool waters the inhabitants of Montreal and Toronto flee for rest and recreation in the hot months. It is only to be regretted that events of such peculiar interest to the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=38</link>
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		<title>The Goodwood Ghost</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Goodwood Ghost by Charles Dickens My wife&#8217;s sister, Mrs M——, was left a widow at the age of thirty-five, with two children, girls, of whom she was passionately fond. She carried on the draper&#8217;s business at Bognor, established by her husband. Being still a very handsome woman, there were several suitors for her hand. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=36</link>
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		<title>The Botathen Ghost</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Botathen Ghost by the Rev. S.R. Hawker The legend of Parson Rudall and the Botathen Ghost will be recognised by many Cornish people as a local remembrance of their boyhood. It appears from the diary of this learned master of the grammar-school—for such was his office, as well as perpetual curate of the parish,—&#8221; [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=34</link>
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		<title>The Pool in the Graveyard</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Pool in the Graveyard by Greville MacDonald By this corner of the graveyard the red dawn discovered to Jonas a little pool of clear water, with mosses and parsley-ferns all around it, and so clear and cool-looking that he must drink. The larger part of it was still shadowed by the wall. On knees [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.ghoststories.co.uk/?p=32</link>
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		<title>The Haunted Cove</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Haunted Cove by Sir George Douglas, Bart. Commonplace in itself and showing positive vulgarity in the style in which its pleasure-grounds are laid out, Clyffe, near Berwick-on-Tweed, has yet one delightful feature of its own,—to wit, a private bay to which access is obtained by a tunnel seventy or eighty yards long, cut through [...]]]></description>
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