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When I started to see my own breath I knew that something was coming. I turned towards my friend who was staring at me with wide eyes.
Of what? I couldn’t actually tell you.
We were paranormal investigators who had been searching in a garden that was apparently haunted. I would say that we had been sceptical up until this point. I reached out to hold her hand.
Everybody knew that when things went cold ghostly activity could be involved. I was about to say something when we suddenly realised the bush itself was freezing up.
Then we ran away.
Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers