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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
AngieTrafford 
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This was fun. Very well written, Angie.
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Spooky take, I’m not sure they’re cut out for their line of work!
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Hahahaha! So much for ghost busting! The ghosts were turning the bushes into frosted bushes! LOL! Cute story, Angie!
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And it happened in August…in Phoenix. 😉
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What a great ending! It set up a sudden mental turn for the reader that made the story humorous.
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That would scare me too — or at least, concern me enough to put a safe distance between myself and whatever phenomenon that was!
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I’m running with you! Excellent.
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I think I may have run, too. Yikes.
The Snow
Annie at ~McGuffy’s Reader~
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a haunted garden! lovely story Angie!
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Thanks for reading.
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