Excellent A true story about attending a seance The Seance by Brenda Strauser True Story Flash contest entry

My neighbor, Maryann, invited me to a seance, where people meet together to contact the dead.   Maryann dabbled in the occult.  She had an aura about her ; not good, but evil.   When she opened the door, her piercing eyes made my skin crawl. We sat at a table and locked hands. I wanted to contact Kim, an old friend.    Maryann mumbled, "Kim, we need to talk to you. Give us a sign when you are here."   I saw the curtains slowly open! I thought I was seeing things.  My hands started to shake and I bolted out the door.     Recognized Author Notes Picture from Google What happened in this short story is true. When I was 13, I went to this seance. I don't believe in ghosts. I'm not sure what caused the curtains to move that night, but I'm never going to a seance again. It was hard writing this with only 100 words.

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