Ghost Stories - The
Lace Curtain
The graveyard
lay in the misted distance where one walks, visible only to Kayla who watches
through The Lace Curtain....
The
graveyard lay in the misted distance. Kayla fingered the dingy lace curtain
with high anticipation of catching a glimpse of the apparition that had appeared
nightly for the last thirty days.
It had began on the first of the month.
This month. This unusually hot and blustery October month.
So hot the heat, that the streets of the
city had erupted and potholes had overtaken the once, smooth strips of road.
Ancient trees had shriveled and withered away, leached from the earth
before their time. The lake was more like a boiling spring than a cool
hole of comfort, and dead fish lay floating, poached and rotting.
When Kayla had first noticed the mysterious
white wisp flickering about the graveyard, she had assumed it to be a firefly,
for it was tiny and deft. The following evening, an unsatisfied curiously
drew her to the window and again she saw the sway of the light, a bit brighter
than the night before on October first.
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