“Daddyma, do you know of any ghosts?” asked Nina Nina’s grandma propped herself on her cottony white pillow and turned around to look at Nina. “Have met a couple of them in my days,” she said rolling her eyes. “Really?” Nina sat up excitedly, her eyes wide. She cuddled up next to her daddyma. “Tell … Continue reading Short Story 1 – Ghosts from the Past
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