Part 2: My First Ghost Story
The closest I’ve come to encountering a ghost was when the ocean ate one of my only remaining connections to my father. This isn’t a spooky story, but it is a haunting one.
obsessed with horror
The closest I’ve come to encountering a ghost was when the ocean ate one of my only remaining connections to my father. This isn’t a spooky story, but it is a haunting one.