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Entries for various Blog Challenges.I will be expressing my hopes,dreams and fantasies.
#858136 added August 23, 2015 at 10:35am
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Day 23 Camping, Ghosts, No Sleep
Prompt: No one slept well. Ghosts running around, making noises. We are to weave a tale about ghosts and write what we think Petrified trees look like.

I am sure I saw that Yancy's ghost. He was wearing buckskins and a I followed him down the hall and he disappeared. I saw two Native American ghosts and like seriously. One put up his hand in a sign of peace. I can deal with that. I grabbed his hand and it was cold but friendly. He smiled and left. I went to the lobby to get a Diet Pepsi and ~Minja~ Author IconMail Icon was there. We laughed about the ghosts. Some ugly weird ghost of a man dressed in buckskin was wailing in the corner so I threw my Diet Pepsi on him. He yelled and left. Heat Fivesixermiser Author IconMail Icon took on a ghost and punched him. It was so funny. The dumb ghost actually took the punch. Lyn's a Witchy Woman Author IconMail Icon was in the lobby writing a story. Cheddah Author IconMail Icon came over and talked to ~Minja~ Author IconMail Icon and me. Things got quiet. I bought another Diet Pepsi. I went back to bed. I heard ghost noises all night but ignored them. I didn't sleep but I work nights so I am used to being up all night.

Petrified trees. I would imagine they are pale and don't have much bark. I suppose the bark is all broken off. I would imagine they don't grow much leaves or anything. Did the ghosts scare them?

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