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		<title>Ghost&#8217;s Christmas by Magda D2 NEON AEGINA</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style " addthis:url='http://christmasstory.clubefl.gr/?p=1260' addthis:title='Ghost&#8217;s Christmas by Magda D2 NEON AEGINA '  ><a class="addthis_button_facebook_like" fb:like:layout="button_count"></a><a class="addthis_button_tweet"></a><a class="addthis_button_google_plusone" g:plusone:size="medium"></a><a class="addthis_counter addthis_pill_style"></a></div>&#160; It was Christmas Eve and I was thinking about the day I died. It happened 193 years ago, on a cold afternoon when some kids pushed me off a cliff that was near my house. My head hit the sharp rocks. I remembered the sound it made.The next thing … <a href="http://christmasstory.clubefl.gr/?p=1260"> Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594; </span></a>]]></description>
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<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.4; padding: 10px 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 25px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;">It was Christmas Eve and I was thinking about the day I died. It happened 193 years ago, on a cold afternoon when some kids pushed me off a cliff that was near my house. My head hit the sharp rocks. I remembered the sound it made.The next thing I saw was blood. I was surprised I could move and I quickly left the bloody place. It took me second to realise I was floating.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.4; padding: 10px 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-size: 25px;">&nbsp; I got up and looked at my reflection in the mirror. You could barely see my pale white skin and my brown eyes. How nice would it be if I could be beautiful or rich like the ghosts in movies! That would be my only wish for Christmas. I sighed and looked at the snowy view outside the window. Suddenly, I noticed a big black car entering the garden of my small house. A family of four got out. I went closer and tried to listen to their conversation.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.4; padding: 10px 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-size: 25px;">&nbsp; After spying on them for about half an hour, I learned their names. The parents&#39; names were Jin and Irene and the kid&#39;s names were Jennie and Danielle. They were mostly talking about what they wanted for Christmas. I decided to try and make them leave. I didn&#39;t need any trouble.</span></span></p>
<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.4; padding: 10px 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-size: 25px;">The next day, the kids left, probably to go to school but the parents stayed. They shouted my name and said : &#39;We know you are here.We want to help you.&#39;&nbsp;</span></span><span style="margin: 0px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-size: 25px;">I came out of my hiding place and asked them what they wanted. They told me that they had found a way to make me a living person again. I agreed! I could&#39;t believe my Christmas wish might come true.&nbsp;</span></span></p>
<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.4; padding: 10px 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-size: 25px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;">I followed them to a building near the place where I had died. They put me in a room with transparent walls. Then they left the room and I heard Jin&#39;s and Irene&#39;s voices combined, saying, &quot; You actually thought we wanted to help you! You thought wrong. Since our kids didn&#39;t manage to kill you back then, we&#39;ll do it right now&quot;.&nbsp;</span><span style="margin: 0px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif; font-size: 25px;">After that, I understood everything. They were vampires. They wanted to kill me because I didn&#39;t give them my money when I was alive. Suddenly, I saw some black gas all around them. That&#39;s the last thing I remember.&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></p>
<p style="margin: 0px; line-height: 1.4; padding: 10px 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="margin: 0px; font-size: 25px; font-family: &quot;times new roman&quot;, serif;">I opened my eyes, surprised. What a strange nightmare for someone to have! It was finally morning and I&#39;d just woken up. I got dressed and started walking to go to work. While I was walking, I saw some kids playing football. They came near me and pushed me down the cliff. Could it be&#8230;? My dream had become real&#8230;&#8230;..</span></p>
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