I'm anticipating this; best wishes to everyone that'll participate.

Waiting.....

I am happy for this contest.

@stach thank God I found you guys..
Would try to see I participate in this one..

<div class=text-justify>At midnight, the new pediatric service nurse goes through the main corridor of the 13th floor of an old hospital. It was her first night watch and she felt a little nervous about certain stories that she had heard from her older companions. Spirits of dead children were seen walking without their feet touching this floor. Appearances were common, especially at that time. Everything was fine until he was given medication and is when he visualizes a child coming towards her, in a robe, and driving a bicycle in the middle of the wide, semi-lit corridor. She ran away terrified and just in front of her companions, she fainted. Upon awakening, he learned that he had seen a child with cancer, who was allowed by doctors to take his bicycle in consideration of his delicate state of health.</div>

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Definitely want to try this and join

During my first visit to Europe, an incident happened that I will never forget.

Events in the lead up to my arrival in Belgium should have warned me but I was too excited about the trip.

I remember as soon I checked into my hotel, I stumbled on a woman who occasionally stole a look at me. I felt like a masquerade at the market square. I didn't understand what her cursory looks were about. 

On the third day, I woman walked up to me at the hotel lobby, and landed a dirty slap on my chin. I saw stars. In no time, the Police had arrived. The woman pointed at me and murmured some words in French to the officers. The discussion descended into a serious argument between them. Suddenly a female handcuffed her and led her to a waiting car.

When I asked what was going on the Police explained she was arrested for unlawful assault and for making the claims about me that were false, racist and as a matter of fact, were hearsays, unfounded biases about people  of colour, and tales from the past.

The curse of the priest

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The curse of the priest. A long time ago strange events occurred, events in a remote town of the city, its inhabitants, that for the years of 1955 in that town, everything else, was a very devout people but one day, they discovered that the priest of his church, is having unseemly acts with one of the monáguillos, which produced, that the people, left framed by his side, his hands blindfolded, until they reach the found and beaten with sticks and stones through several streets of the town, the priest pedia clemency but the town did not have until martyrlo.
Already in his bed the death of the priest made a curse of the people saying, cursed this people for doing this to me, where my blood ran this people will disappear.
Over time this curse was fulfilled because the river was little by little entering the town and taking away the houses that were there, and it is very possible that a future not very far disappear completely.
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This is my ticket
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DARLA THE GIRL OF THE SCHOOL
Darla was a high school student, She was very shy and withdrawn. The girls always made fun of her, one day in the hour of recess for badness the girls left her locked in the bathroom, when she managed to leave it was midnight and scared she ran to her house that when crossing the street she did not see a vehicle that was coming at full speed that the run over and the impact destroyed.
Eventually the matter was forgotten and everything went back to normal. Or almost.
One day, the girls who used to harass the girl were found terrified in the bathroom. They claimed to have seen her and be persecuted by Darla's broken body. The truth was that they never heard from those girls at school. Meanwhile, other people claimed to have seen the dead girl in the same way they had described.
More and more individuals claimed to have found her walking alone in the streets. It is said that she is a soul in pain that feels very lonely and has allowed herself to be dragged by resentment and revenge for the suffering she went through in life.

Chiamaka was woken up by the kisses of her boyfriend Ebuka. He was to resume college that day and promised her that while he is away, he will keep video-calling and never forget her. The first few months went by and his promise was still standing. When he invited her to his hostel, they had so much to say to each other and had sex all night long. The next morning they were greeted by a group of boys with 'BAD' written all over them. Ebuka went out to attend to them but before she could put on her clothes, she heard a gun shot. She rushed out and saw the love of her life lying in a pool of his blood. With tears in her eyes, she woke from her sleep and realized it was all a dream. She has been so in love with a complete stranger.

In my miserable home, I always get bored so I'm going to play with Norman, my twin brother. We are inseparable; I always go where he goes, although my ridiculous parents scold me every time I do it, even when I say I'm with him. They always tell me that I have to learn to do things on my own. Lately, this has angered Norman a lot, so we have talked about it and he told me that I had to kill our parents so that they would not bother us anymore. As I know that Norman is always right, I did it, I murdered our annoying parents with a knife while they slept. Now I can go to play with Norman every time I want without them bothering me.
What angered me the most was that they always told me that it was time to overcome the death of my beloved little brother, Norman.

<center>***Haunted House***</center>
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 From a young age, he saw ghosts, who appeared to ask him to give a message to his loved ones. His parents never believed him and took him to a psychologist.

As he grew up Peter stopped seeing a ghost and his life went by normally until, he moved to an old house.

Without Peter knowing his new home had been the scene of one of the most horrendous crimes in the region. A whole family was killed by a satanic cult to invoke the devil.

At first Peter was happy in his new home, but as the days went by he would constantly wake up scared and shivering. The spirits of the dead cried out to find peace for their souls, and Peter was the only one who listened to them. Trapped their souls in the house by a demonic spell, Peter was the only one who could free them and break the spell.

 Peter tired of not being able to sleep, he faced against his beliefs and accepted his "gift", he listened to the spirits and they guided him to fight against the demon and break the spell that had their souls trapped ...



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In one night on the road a car was driving calmly .. It was that of 11pm, when suddenly saw a child beckoning everything beaten and bloodied .. A very dark place, half a hill and near a ravine. Without thinking, the driver stopped and started shouting at the child that he would not run, that he was going to help him.
The child ignored him walked quickly towards a ravine and the chauffeur followed him already with fear through the darkness. The boy kept going down just turning to see if the driver was following him. When the driver got to the bottom, he saw a broken car and the body of a child nearby.
Later he saw the body of a woman still alive but unconscious immediately called the emergency service. The equipment arrived and they went to rescue the woman, unfortunately the child died at the moment of the accident .. When the driver returned to his car in the passenger seat was the ghost child the same one of the accident ..
- He looked at him and smiled, and only told him.
- "Thank you" and disappeared ...

Witches in the roof

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In the outside of the city there is a picturesque village, for many years ago they lacked electricity service, they only have one power plant.
That is lit from 7 to 10 at night, the person in charge of lighting it is a very punctual old man, and shouting I am going to turn off the plant all to their houses.
One night they turned off the plant and a group of people decided to stay outside to talk, the night was cool and there were many stars in the sky.
When you hear a noise, and you see huge shadows on the roof of a house, black, in the shape of a bird, people shouted are witches, are witches.
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People ran with fear, they stumbled and others looked for brooms to try to hit them, dogs barked.
They wanted to eat that from the roof, as they arrived mysteriously disappeared, every time the lord turned off the power plant at 10 o'clock at night, the witches appeared.
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scare

One day when I was about 16 years old and I was with my family finishing dinner, everyone stayed in the dining room but I wanted to go upstairs to watch TV. When I was climbing the stairs I felt a huge and scratchy hand that pulled me from my ankle and made me fall. I screamed and everyone came, I was crying like crazy, my dad searched everywhere and there was nothing. We went up to the room and from the door you could see the street, in the corner I saw a young woman in a white coat and with long curly hair but you could not see her feet, it was as if she was floating. I screamed in terror, I did not know what was happening but my older sister ran, hugged me and told me that she had seen it too. I fell asleep crying. 12 years later I keep climbing the stairs of my house running ...

VENEZUELA .

When I was living in VENEZUELA, once I got very angry with my now ex. I left and went for a walk to a nearby town that had a kind of closed square on the highest part. I always went  there to forget about everything, because there were never people  there  and the view was beautiful. On That day it was already night and you could’ve not see anything, but I did not know where else to go to mourn, so with the light of my cell phone I traveled all over the place until I reached the square. I snuggled up on a very old wooden bench and I cried  until I fell asleep. Between dreams I heard the footsteps of someone entering the square, and I felt how he sat at my feet on the same bench and put his hand on my feet. Distressed I suddenly stopped to apologize for having slept there, but when I got up there was no one. I have never felt so much fear and so much peace at the same time. After telling the story to my friends, they told me that nobody went there for that same reason ...

**The secret caldera of the church of the virgin of the valley**

The story I will tell you happened when I was 8 years old, in the present I am 24 years old. At that age my country was something else. Venezuela was more secure. There were more possibilities and I was a child that liked to play with the neighboring friends playing at night, either as hide-and-seek or football, among other things. It was 2 am and we decided to make a mischief in the church near our houses, the place where I live has been very colonial all my life is a place outside of the capital of Caracas called bella vista is mountainous and very cold. We decided to go eat the ostias that they had in the church when we managed to do that mischief Rodrigo a friend of the group told us to wait I go to urinate in the garden part of the church and suddenly we see him coming in a very fast and scared to tell us who found a secret place among many branches and was the entrance to a cave. We entered with a lot of fear and we started to see very old things like things made of iron from mining and materials for making bonfires and strange figures drawn on the floor as if from rites that had been performed in the place. Derepente we noticed a kettle that inside there were many bones and were like human suddenly other of my friends Francisco was a little outstanding of the group and decided to grab one of the bones and it was the worst thing he could have done since they started to sound all the things that were there inside, a smell of decaying meat was present and many voices of people were heard as if they were praying in a very low and fast way when all this happened we decided to run out of the place, several of us to the following days we felt heaviness in the body much concern as if something was wrong and once or twice we felt that something or someone was following us everywhere we went. The reason that this place was open is that the mayor of my municipality wanted to exploit that area to enlarge and build more houses but it never ended and that was still 5 years after the information of that boiler was revealed to the community many people had a hobby to enter that place but the stories were repeated many people who happened to us happened at that time, there are many skeptics who never believed in it but the truth is that they closed that place with cement and never more has been discussed . The old people of the community tell us that this place was used in times of cristobal colon and the Indians to do rites of black sorcery. The incredible thing about this story is that after so many years, no one has ever proposed to do anything else because that boiler continues and will remain closed forever. And to conclude as a curious fact is that nobody explains how a church could have been built in such a place.

**THE GIANT BLACK CAT**

Mmanta is a village in Abak Local Government Area of Akwa Ibom State,  Southern Nigeria. 

This was the village I grew up in with my grand parents, my grandad was a knight of the Catholic Church but hardly did he know God,  you could say his devotion to God ended after Sunday Mass, few seconds after that papa Doctor as he was fondly called became more than the devil himself.
 
Granny was a wizard of the first order and he was secretive about it. There was one instance when a tenant living in one of his properties refused to pay the rent,  getting my grandpa to say he was going up deal with her that night.


Around the hour 6:00pm, it started raining heavily. With thunder and lightning, such rains had not been witnessed in Nigeria for a long time. 

Then suddenly,  a cat walked passed me. It was the size of a dog, this happened almost like a trance, I ran to grandpa's room,  his bed was empty,  could he have been the cat I saw? No one knew!

Real shivers began to envelop my whole body. That night,  our tenant died in her sleep.

What a tale! 

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FANCY DRESS COMPETITION -SCARY GHOST

it was november 14, 2007and i was in 6th class.some of my classmates are getting ready and dressing up to different getups and styles.when i saw them i cant recognise them,some are looking funny,some looking beautiful and some are so scary.do u know why they dressed up? because it was "children's day" and it was "fancy dress competiton".
The competition was started,one by one came and showing their fancy dress and their talent.all competitors came,shown and went we all audience thought competetion was ended.suddenly lights offed and it was so dark,i cant see my friend besides me.then suddenly people who are back to us started screaming.when i turned back and saw, my pupil got dilated i was so feared do u know why? *A girl in white dress with scary eyes walking slowly and there was a scary background sound "uhahhaha uhahhaha"*.i thought she was ghost and me and my friend started shivering like tom in tom&jerry.![IMG-20180507-WA0009.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmcYTGP9gcz7Nf2NNvoyYn91Vd8T6qEDBoectbLwBD4WxM/IMG-20180507-WA0009.jpg)
that was the scariest day i experinced until now.she got 1st prize for her performance and everyone apprecited her.
This is one of my tale from beyond.....

**TALES FROM BEYOND**

As I sat to reminisce on the culture of Edem Eka people, I couldn't help but agree that there's an influence beyond this physical realms we see.

It's the  tale of the **god of fidelity** (***ekpo nkaowo***) which usually killed any partner who was brought before it for infidelity claims. This culture however wasn't all encompassing because it seemed to punish only the female offenders while setting free the males who were likewise guilty. 

That fateful night,  Kelechi was to appear before the deity for infidelity against the wife, but he was the chief priest's brother. Everyone was keen on knowing the verdict of the judgement,  by 10pm the village square was filled beyond capacity waiting for the verdict .

As the wait intensified,  just before 12am,  a shrill cry enveloped the town, it was the voice of Nkiruka, wife of the accused,  there she was shouting that she was accusing the husband falsely, that he never cheated at all, that she was the cheating partner. 

Before one could say **Jack, Robinson!** she was already hung and slaughtered in her husband's place. This was the the usual tale of injustice associated with the ***ekpo nkaowo cult***

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Hello all,This is my entry.![images (24).jpeg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmREH9XwkCX4Rfv1CUajbBNgqRWevGqqiUwv2dyF6ydF8a/images%20(24).jpeg)
SON AND THE DAD
“I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy, check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy, there’s somebody on my bed.”
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**THE PARANORMAL**

When I was around 6 or 7 years old, I had an imaginary friend like most kids that age would. We would do everything together. But, when I was 9, I moved and he said he could not come with me. But that another imaginary friend would be waiting for me and he would take care of me. He said that there was a box at the back of my closet I needed to take with me in order to get my new friend. I took the box and when I got to the new house I hid it so my parents wouldn't see it.


 That night, I got up with a flashlight and went to my closet where I hid the box. I opened it to find a Ouija board. With it was a note that read "This is how you can get an imaginary friend for LIFE". It came with instructions so I began to use it. The next thing I knew, a red orb showed up in my room. It was floating around for minute then took shape. It took the form as my great grandfather who recently had passed. For a short time, I believed it was him. But..after a while, I began to realize that this was not my great grandpa. I guess that he could tell that I knew it wasn't who it said it was. So..that's when it began to physically abuse me. Every morning I would wake up with bruises and bite marks all over me. 


My parents didn't know what to do so they called a friend of the family (who was a ghost hunter) to come out and see what was going on. While searching the hunters found the Ouija board that I had used. They attempted to burn it but that just made the spirit angry. The spirit then showed it's true form. It was a tall dark figure. It was slim and where it's face was supposed to be, was a swirling mist of darkness. We were able to rid the spirit of the house. But..just a few years ago (I think it was two years ago), Anna (the other admin) and I were on the phone when I say the spirit again. It attacked me. I couldn't breathe or speak or move for a good minute. Then it finally released me and I called out for my parents and they came running into my room. They saw the thing just before it disappeared into the darkness.

I have not had any other experiences with this thing and I hope not to. 

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**THE SCARE**

We sat around gazing intently at Uncle Inyang as he spoke. Our roasted corn forgotten as our attention had been captured by his riveting and very scary story. “The ‘ekong’ comes out in the middle of the night roaming around and eating little children who are still awake” Uncle Inyang said. 

He went on to tell us the story of a boy who had not turned off the oil lamp in the hut one night. The masquerade had appeared in the room and that was the last anyone heard of him. We sat still, completely intrigued and at the same time terrified by uncle’s story. 

I believed in ghosts and evil spirits because whenever we gathered for family prayers, mama always made sure we waged spiritual war against these dark spirits. I and my older brother had once gone along with some friends to pick mangoes from the afe ekpe the other day and when mama found out, she had given us the beating of our lives and had made us drink olive oil; some of it was put in our bathing water and we were made to bath with it. The purpose of the olive oil was to destroy the evil spirits that had followed us back home, she had told us.

It was getting late and we had to turn in for the night. I went into the room I shared with my brother and I got into bed. I couldn’t stop imagining the spirits roaming our deserted compound, I would have sworn I could actually hear the ekong’s bell. 

I shut my eyes, tried to get rid of the thoughts and willed myself to sleep. I think I dozed off because I was abruptly awoken by the creaking of a door. I could make out the sound of muffled footsteps and I saw the shadow of something or someone pass over the window. The door knob turned slowly and I lay still, frozen in fear, my wrapper over my head. The thing on the other side of the door was trying to get in...

The door flew open and I could feel the creature walk towards the bed, I could hear it breathing. Next thing I knew, my wrapper was roughly yanked off my body. I screamed for help till I thought my lungs would burst. 

I opened my eyes and looked up, bracing myself for whatever spiritual or physical warfare I was about to engage in. Mama stood over me a look of amusement and irritation on her face. “Will you go and have your bath” she snapped letting her impatience show. I heaved a sigh of relief, I had never been so happy to see mama. I got up, grabbed my towel and made for the bathroom with a chuckle.

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DIVINE PLANS

JOEL was forced to take a 6years pharmacy program as against his teaching dreams by his dad, after 6years, did not graduate because he was owing some credits.


JOEL woke up one morning, walked up to his dad and said : Dad, am quitting school.
His dad: son go back to bed.
JOEL: Dad am serious.
His dad: son you have just few credits to clear.
JOEL: Dad you can't control me any longer, I can't waste any more year chasing your dreams, its time to chase mine.
His dad could not believe his ears.


JOEL disappeared, and after 3 years, I saw him on television,
Wow!, he was now the Adviser to the government on people oriented programs,

Then I asked him what was really his plans for life then.
He answered: at that point I had none, but now,
 I don't have a political ambition, I just want to be part of those that makes the decisions that would change people's lives, I didn't even know I could get this rich in doing that .



That's my entry,
 thanks for reading.
 it's a kind of modified non-fiction

**HAUNTED FROM BEYOND**

Yesterday was a heck of a day for me. At exactly 07:00pm yesterday, I was frozen to fright right in my airy bedroom. I had just munched on a fresh green apple when I heard French music play from my Samsung. That had been my ringtone for two hundred and fifty days. 

" Hello, good evening to you. Am I speaking with Barr. Inyene John?  "
That was the baritone voice I heard over the phone which sounded like a squall in hurricane. 

" Yes, you are."
" Your attention is needed in St. Patrick Hospital. Your friend, Liza Oteri, has been diagnosed with a new killer disease called SAPT. Hurry to Ward 11b."


In a complete state of confusion, I flung off my  apple and wore the first cloth I saw in my wardrobe. Hurrying out without checking the mirror, I found out my feet were placed into wrong shoes but I didn't care. 
Before the clock's short hand pointed to eight, I walked into Ward 11b of St. Patrick Hospital and saw Liza weeping her swollen eyes sore. When I touched her neck, it felt like the steam from a boiling water. 


" What happened, Liza? "

Liza was dumb while the doctor responded. 

" Liza is down with SATP. Based on the medical tests we ran on her, we discovered that she has been living with the virus for years. She is under chronic depression and may not survive if she doesn't respond to treatment."

When I heard this, I almost jumped out of my own skin. I knew Liza dreamt of becoming a renowned novelist. 
" Doctor, what is SATP? How does it kill? "
I asked with a face of a worried donkey. 


" SAPT can ruin any patient who fails to take proper medication. It eats up the flesh of victims who are afraid."
The doctor explained, fiddling with three syringes. 
" But doctor, I have never heard about SATP. What's the full meaning?"
I asked in the most subtle manner. 

"Ooops! Forgive me. I meant PAST not SATP. I pronounced it wrongly."
The doctor said. 

Then, I realized that Liza was suffering from the virus called PAST. She forgot her future and let her past eat up her moxie. She paused the pursuit of her dream career because she couldn't get over her past. She messed up in the past but I wonder why she was ignorant of the fact that there is hope for the future and yesterday could be the only limitation.

**THE GHOST TRAIL**

Just as we were few trots into the end of the pathway, we heard toes tiptoeing toward us from behind, initially we tried not to show our fears, but the pace got faster and suddenly disappeared. We weren't sure what we heard, so we tried to ignore, though not completely, suddenly the sounds came on again, this time more distinctly and unmistakable, one thing was sure, we were being followed.

Goosebumps had completely enveloped my whole body, I was so feverish and physically exhausted, my cousin was already weeping silently for fear of his life, just then a voice from behind, it could only have been one person's unmistakable voice, our late grandfather.

By this time it was getting much darker, and we were trapped in fear on our way, we decided to run into the nearby bushes, were we hid our faces, lying dead cold in the wet bushes, we could see our grand father's old wrinkled face in the through the deem light of the night. By this time, Ephraim my cousin was gripping so hard on my shirts, what was to be our plight that night?. Would that apparition catch up with us in the bush? 

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**THE GREAT RETURN**

Everyone was sitted that Saturday morning,  all was set for the funeral of Inspector Samuel who died in Service to his Nation as a Police officer. He was shot during an armed robbery attack on one of the nation's foremost commercial banks. 

The weather was clement with a tint of calmness and collected chills. Everything was going on smoothly as planned, the coffin arrived the burial ground around 10am,  then the event started in earnest.

The choir groups sang in their numbers  each rendering eulogies to the dead, describing how great a man he was. 

The preacher went on board to take the sermon, a sermon that lasted about 15 minutes. It wasn't long after he was done preaching that I heard shouts from all directions, everyone was on their feet, running like a war had just started. 

What could have been amiss? I wondered while running as fast as I could, as I got to a comfortable distance, I paused to look back at what could have happened, there before my eyes stood the dead in his suit and white hand gloves beckoning on us to come back,  after all had gathered,  he began his  ***TALES FROM BEYOND***

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He had served the cult with utmost sincerity and honesty. He was in a fraternity of elites, he was their servant, did the dirty works and had been serving for years. The sudden bounty placed on him still baffles him, he had been fighting off enemies all his life but with the bounty on his head,the sudden upturn of events still amaze him. What did he do wrong? He never failed a mission and had just been honoured as the leader's most trusted knight. 
The hours after was horrible, he managed to escape foes to his safe house with his two most trusted folks (his wife, Janet and friend, Luke). But as soon as they entered he was attacked by his closest friend, Luke, he stabbed him and left in a hurry. He left him to die, but he was lucky. 
He retrieved the knife, blood gushed as he stripped down one of the curtains, and tied it around himself, he crawled to a medical kit he kept in the room. Before he could open, there stood his wife with a shotgun. 
Booooooooooom!! The blast went. 
He woke up sweating and shivering, he had visited a world beyond. Dreams!!!

**THE ACCIDENT**

Late one night, a couple was driving home from a party. They lived in a small village outside the city and their journey took them down a winding road that passed through a dense forest.

It was raining heavily and the husband was driving slowly to negotiate the sharp turns in the road. As they came around a bend, they were shocked to see a car that was stuck in the ditch by the side of the road. It looked as if it had skidded off the road and crashed into a big tree.

There were two passengers in the front seat, a man and a woman. They were covered in blood and their heads were hanging limp on their shoulders. Looking closer, he was horrified when he realized that both of them had almost been decapitated. Their heads were hanging on by few threads. There was nothing he could do for them. 

They were obviously dead,  just then the eye lids of one of the victims turned and opened, the head that nearly was off immediately sutured and he began to speak... 

Was it another case of the dead coming back to life? No one could say exactly. 

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**THE NIGHTMARE**   

“Where am I? Who are they? The ones wailing and the ones giggling? How did they get here?” The questions kept oozing out - my voice cloaked in fear and fright. 


Fire! Real fire! With people inside! 
There were a galaxy of persons ravaging in the heat – without being actually consumed by its flame. And I saw more people thrown in, in their numbers – in splits of seconds. 


There were also some strange beings that acted like the ill-starred lords of the ring – the slave masters of some sort. While the generality of the inhabitants of this fire province were wailing and grasping for help, their apparent slave masters seemed to be supervising their afflictions. 

It became even scarier when the mass of creatures screeching in the firestorm began to beckon at me, as though to drag me in, in their bid and behest to have me dragged them out. Everybody was asking for something. Some were asking for everything. And nobody was asking for nothing. Desperation! That’s the perfect word.

Then I woke up screaming! 
Was that just another dream? 
Oh my God, the scenes were beyond this world! 

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THE GHOST OF THE RIVER,
A policeman named Miguel patrolled through the streets of the Unare town, always in the night shifts has been presented strange situations and without explanation. One of the blocks of the town is near a river where this area is more unpopulated and dark. Miguel was assigned that area along with his patrol partner, when they were in that block where everything is wooded, the street difficult to travel, they remembered that they say there is a fright, and at midnight they both witnessed a strange appearance, a cold they invaded and saw a shadow on the river dock, they got out of the unit to inspect, it was dark, his partner took the left side while he went to where the shadow was, it was an old woman with her very white hair, Miguel I call and said: good evening, lady that is so dangerous so late, she did not answer, but when her face turned a fright that had no shape, Miguel suddenly scared his flashlight went out and gave him a tap so that He would react and the old woman was no longer there.

Here is my entry: **Walk In The Park**

I used to walk my dog in an old park. It was very relaxing and my dog loved running and sniffing around.

One day, there was statue standing in the park that I never saw before. My dog ran towards it and I gave it a close inspection and touched it.

Suddendly a strong flash hit me.

I lost control for a moment. Apparently I fell, I was now much further down. One second later, another flash hit me.

It was all these extremely intense smells: Grass, moss, trees, animals, even my own smell. 

My nose got flooded. Instinctively, I shied away and there I saw it.

I was shying away from myself as I was standing there confused, touching my face and turning in circles. 

What is going on? 

I started running. Around a tree, chasing a bird, back to me again. I wasn't reacting and so I barked at me.

Woof! Woof!

There, a reaction. I turned towards me and bent over, my hands touched my fur.

Another flash!

One moment later, I stood again. I was petting my dog who as confused as I was.

Then I looked around, but the new statue was gone.

**Damnation**
The boy stood in front of him with his wide pleading eyes and snot running down his chin. He tried to ignore the little bastard, but it was no use. He wouldn't budge until he'd make him go away.
The child started to loosen the collar of his faded blue shirt enough to reveal the purple marks on his neck. He took another swig of cold beer. There was no anger boiling in his chest, not anymore, yet he could feel the burning in his hands, trembling in remembered anticipation of the moment they'd grip the kid's delicate neck. *'Damned boy, he had no right to talk to me like that!'*
His sweaty hands grabbed the air where the neck should've been and squeezed hard until the boy vanished as swiftly as he had appeared. He'll be back tomorrow. He always did.
The bartender noticed the old ex-con was at it again. 
*'Stop doing that, Hank, or I'll throw you out'.*
'The kid, my boy was here again', Hank mumbled. A bitter cry swelled his chest. Twenty years gone and he still had to face the child every single day.
*'Oh, go to hell, drunken fool.'*
*'I'm already there.'*
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**The White Robe**
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I haven't seen osareme since the demise of her father so i decided to travel to Edo to see her, I got  to Benin  late in the evening and  after the greetings and condolences i was fed and  I went  straight to bed to relax my tired muscles. 
I was put in  the first room with a window facing  the nearby hotel with  large energy saving bulb, sleep came faster than i expected but something woke me up after a while and  it felt like i was in  a strange land when I looked around. 
I was still trying to figure  out where i was when i saw what  appeared  to be a flying white  robe  close to the window and the  light made It more intense. My mind thought it  was seeing a ghost so I jerked up  and let out a loud scream. 
I attracted the whole  house with my scream and when osareme's brother rushed into my room and switch  on the light my eyes was still fixed on the window. 
There was no ghost, it was just a jalamiah  which the brother had ironed and  hanged close to the window.

## Something Wants to Tell me a Story

I have actually nothing to write about, until I heard something from beyond.

It's more than something. I knew it's lurking somewhere in the dark, or maybe under my bed. Or no... I think it's everywhere.

The sound now made me feel something.

As it keeps getting my attention, by its strange music, It also creates an intimate relationship with me. 

The more I listen, the more it gets louder and the more I care the more it's touching me.

I wish I could move, for this sound and feeling to become a sight. But the darkness is numbing. All I can see is shadows, and some lights casted from my ajar. 

The sound turned to a feeling, but it feels like it turns out to be a place. And I'm in it. I feel like I'm in every corner of it. I can now smell it.

It smells like winter. It's stinky. It's sad. It's cold. And it's calling me.

It can't be! I was just inside it, but now it is already inside me. 

It feels like fear, gloom and anger... Maybe something more.

What is it? It feels like it wants to tell me a story from beyond. 

HELP me.

My aunt is a faithful believer of the Blessed Souls, once it was done a little later than usual to return home, while walking to the bus stop she noticed that there was no one around, business closed, the square alone, everything was dark, usually it is not so, when she arrived at the bus stop she waited a while as it did not happen began to feel fear and began to ask the Blessed Souls as my grandmother who died some time ago to protect her, She said that it wasn't long before a lady arrived and asked her how long it had been since the bus had been passing, she replied that since a while ago, the lady had been telling her where she was going and, coincidentally, it was the same route she was taking, and they started to walk, my aunt said that they were talking all the way, as the sidewalk was narrow. She always went behind her and felt completely calm, once she arrived at the entrance of the building where she lives, the lady says to her, up to here she accompanied you, you arrived safe and sound, she handed her the bags, my aunt as she said goodbye placed the bags on the floor to look for the keys in her wallet, and when she looked up the lady was nowhere, at that moment she shuddered, she says that it was my grandmother's soul that accompanied her home.

Last night i had an amazing experience i would not be in haste to forget. 
It was lizzie. She came paddling into the room and i could see her quite clearly in the dim room. I was wowed at her beautiful sculpture frame work. It was my first time of her seeing her after many months of much friendly and heart connecting talks over the phone. This was exactly what i looked forward to, seeing Lizzie.
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I stared at her in awe, full of wonder and taking careful mental snap shots (notes) of every moves and every part of her to triggered my interest and passion. I stared at her as she stood there wreathed in smiles, stretching out her hands to me in warmth embrace. The warmth i felt at such moment was beyond feelings. "so that is finally happening, so this is her...this indeed a dream come true".
I had a wonderful sense of comfort and renewal of contact. We stood there holding hands and staring deep into each others eyes in complete silence.  I should know earlier that we were living in different realities - this was indeed a tale from beyond. It was just a dream.

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Victoria, whom her parents and brothers affectionately call "Vicky", is a very beautiful and intelligent young woman, who since the age of three has distinguished herself by the gift of clairvoyance. Vicky sees, hears and listens to the spirits that appear to her, whether in dreams or awake.

On one occasion Vicky dreamed that she was in a desert, then she joined a group of people who lined up to get on a bus that would take them to another destination. Each of the people was passing and embarking on the transport and when he had to enter Vicky someone stopped and told him clearly: "You do not, give back because you do not touch yet."

Vicky deduced that all those people were going to happen flat and she did not have to be there, because it was not her time.

After this episode and as Vicky was growing up, she has always had premonitory dreams, almost always related to her family. So he dreamed when his father, grandmother, aunt, mother and brother died.

TALES FROM BEYOND

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A coastal town many years ago, it was desolate, but there came ships where wealthy people from other countries came with loads of gold, clothing and valuable pieces.
They had the constumbre since at that time there were no banks, to keep wealth they decided to bury those things on the shore of the beach where nobody saw them and always knew the owner and a partner were looking for strategic places where it would be difficult to find it.
The owner of the wealth murdered the companion, burying the wealth together with the companion.
This was done in order not to leave a witness, there were many who made this the beach was full of dead and treasures.With the passing of time this beach was populated, people enjoyed the day, but  at night many were frightened by the screams, howls and laments say that they are the people who are buried in the sea.
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One night while I was sleeping my spiritual eyes were opened when I observed a terrifying character, it was chilling, howling like a wolf and growling like an animal. This tried to enter my room and something supernatural stopped him, in all this amazement of a scream I woke up to my husband who was sleeping next to me, he jumped up and began to tell me a dream he was having at that precise moment and nothing it is chance we are cause of the mysteries of God; his dream was mysteriously the same as what I was seeing and hearing. we immediately bent our knees and began to cry out to our God when I could see how that beast fled from around my home with chilling screams.

Friends or scares.

Maybe a little hard to believe having more to do with the unreal or abnormal, a girl of only 10 years received little attention and her desires were always watching television until very late and being alone especially at night where no one could see her with contempt but began to feel that she was not alone from time to time they made a very subtle call almost like a whisper and at other times it was just a glass of water which she managed to hear as they filled it with a thermos and left her the decision to take it or throw it away. she always decided to discard it and that her life and her routine did not change, however, her curiosity to know if these events came from friendly beings or just images from horror movies decided one day to know the origin of her thirsty friends which for her surprise were only animal-like many combinations of them and of which he did not want to know more, although he always remembers his deformed friends.

**UMARU YARADUA : MY ENCOUNTER WITH THE SUPERNATURAL**

Yaradua was a man loved by many,  he was president of Okokomaiko, a state in the continent of Afrokali. 

He had suffered a serious lungs infection and all efforts were completely utilized to ensure he lived. 

Oh how the people loved him,  stories has it that he was the most transparent leader that country would have had in decades. 

The worst happened,  he couldn't make it anymore,  he gave in to death, Okokomaiko was thrown into mourning and a national holiday to mourn him declared. 

Few days later,  after his burial (Muslim burial doesn't waste time) I saw Yaradua inside my keke (Okokomaiko name for tricycle). He wore his characteristic white Hausa overflowing gown usually called **agbada** I spoke to him but he wouldn't respond,  could it be that he wasn't dead?  Did the government deceive us?  Was this another political fuse?  Just as I was about to tap him, mom's call brought me back from sleep. 


>What a dream that was!! 

I loved the man with my soul,  I keep seeing him in my thoughts till today. 
Seven years gone already... Continue to rest in perfect peace Sir.


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TALES FROM BEYOND
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For the first time, I was beclouded with horror as i witnessed the most dangerous event of my life. It was just like a nightmare and i was craving to wake up from my suspected slumber.

It was the last day of the program in a church i was invited to sing. During the song ministration, the pastor started praying in the HOLY GHOST and suddenly, a very beautiful girl, fell and changed into a mighty python. The pastor increased the intensity of his prayers and, suddenly, the python vomited ten dead children; she tried severally to strike the pastor, but to no avail. Miraculously, she changed into a human and and started confessing. She said she was sent to cause infertility in churches; any man who sleeps with her, will never reproduce and any pregnant woman whose belly she could touches, would have miscarriage. She said she had succeeded in sleeping with fifty men in the church, totalling 900 from other churches: if she could get up to 1000 men, she would get a higher rank in her kingdom. But, glory be to God, she was completely delivered and she repented and became the church member till date.

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On August 17 2021 strange phenomena was observed in the skies. On that day a forest mysteriously caught fire, and a man was found lying in the charred debris.

He gave his name as Eden and claimed to know the cause of the sightings that had puzzled scientists for days. According to him, the light in the sky was the remnant of a time breach that he had come from. He claimed to have spent the last 8 years in the future.

He gave detailed accounts of events which were supposed to happen years from now. According to him, the world was heading towards a catastrophe that would end humanity. He gave 2029 as the end date of human civilization.

His claims were debunked by scientists worldwide. High traces of alcohol were found in his system after he was rescued, and the police detained him for questioning about the forest fire.

Years have passed since then and the world is still divided on the authenticity of his prophecies. Some see him as the saviour of mankind, others see him as a fraud. Only time will reveal the truths behind these wondrous tales from the beyond.