And there has been no attempt to investigate it,’ I said, ‘to see what it really is?”Eh, Cornel,’ said the coachman’s wife, ‘wha would investigate, as ye call it, a thing that nobody believes in?...

… I don’t believe in ghosts – not the scary white sheet, boogie-woogie type of ghost anyway. And yet … I don’t disbelieve either. I’m kind of sitting on the ghost fence, dangling my legs...

Do you have any idea who Erin was kissing?””Yeah, so we’ll brush out teeth really, really thoroughly afterwards,” I said, bumping her nose with mine gently. I wasn’t going to let anyone spoil this moment.

How can you see into my eyes like open doorsLeading you down into my coreWhere I’ve become so numb without a soulMy spirit sleeping somewhere coldUntil you find it there and lead it back home

He wasn’t gullible enough to be bullied by the ghost’s accusation – for Andrew Fletcher had his share of guilt, but he’d never thrown anyone down a well, either.

The scratching came from the attic. At night, when Rory turned out the light I would lie awake and wait for it to skit, skit, skit lightly across the floorboards above our heads and down...

I am Indonesian. I don’t buy fear of western ghosts.But when you deal with a giant garagasi of sumatera,there’s no word worth enough to express the eeriness.

By the Hospital Lane goes the ‘Faeries Path.’ Every evening they travel from the hill to the sea, from the sea to the hill. At the sea end of their path stands a cottage. One...

The study of mathematics is apt to commence in disappointment… We are told that by its aid the stars are weighed and the billions of molecules in a drop of water are counted. Yet, like...

Mairidh mo ghaol gu siorraidh, Ivy Calhoun,” he says, and I already know that means “I’ll love you forever.

I write for ghosts; the ghosts I can’t see but I know stick around. Some I know are good. Others I know are bad. The first bring me nostalgic comfort while the latter instill unease.

An oppressive odor of decay now mingled with the stench of mold and seemed to clutch at the very breath in their lungs.

Nico knew something about ghosts. Letting them get inside your head was dangerous. He wanted to help Reyna, but since his own strategy was to deal with his problems alone, spurning anyone who tried to...