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GHOSTLIGHT

by Olivia

Guests started to pile into the brightly lit lighthouse on a cool, crisp, usually for parties. Terra unlocked the door, sighing as she did.
clear evening. They would see old friends and neighbours and shake She knew she had a long day ahead of her. She thought it would be
Olivia’s Photo Selection: hands. Laughter and chatter filled the air in a few hours. One guest, a long day of cleaning, but little did she know it would be a long
a lovely rich woman, was in the lighthouse with a few other people. month of ghost hunting.
They were just chatting, until the woman saw a rather dusty look-
GHOST ing man. She stared curiously, wanting to know who he is, having ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“I liked the shot, so I added a filter called never seen him before. “Hello? Who are you Sir?” The man ignored
‘Latte’. It will fit my story nicely.” The month started at noon the day they got to the lighthouse. “This
her entirely. How rude, the woman thought. Just then, he walked is not interesting at all, Father. You said this would be fun,” tired,
through a closed door like it was an everyday occurrence! H-how, Terra said to her Father, who was making lunch. “The fun part will
the woman thought, both scared and confused. She turned to the come when you finish cleaning, dear,” Paul (her Father) said calmly.
people she was talking to, and she saw their faces. They looked hor- “When will you help clean, Father? All you´ve done is look at the
rified. “D-did you s-see that?” one asked in a shaky voice. “H-how lighthouse logbook,” Terra said, a bit angry her father had not been
d-did he d-do that!?” a second wondered aloud. “I wish I didn’t helping. “I need to know how the days went here, in order to bring
see it!” the woman said. The fourth thought of what to say, quickly it back to its former glory,” Paul said, slightly laughing. He found it
whispering “N-natalie, what w-was that?” funny how his daughter was mad. The truth was he was interested

*Flash forward to 2018* how life went at the lighthouse. He also needed to know how to
clean the light at the lighthouse. He didn’t want to break it, after all.
“Terra, would you help me unlock the door?” asked Terra’s father. “Can we just have lunch if you won’t help?” Terra said, realizing
“In a minute.” Terra and her father were visiting the Sheringham how hungry she was. Her father put down two plates, both carrying
Lighthouse. Her great, great, great grandmother went here often, grilled cheese sandwiches.

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