“I walked through Moonlight Park… at midnight. The playground was silent… except for the creak of an empty swing.” “I nudged the swing… it swung back… and squeaked. But there was no wind… and no one else around.” “I looked closer… and saw a pale child… sitting. Her hair floated… though there was no breeze.” “She turned slowly… and whispered, ‘Play with me…’ Her voice echoed… in the empty night.”
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