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老庙后面那片竹林，从来没人敢晚上过。据说日本战争时期，这里埋了不少冤魂。有村民半夜听见竹林里传来哭声，第二天去看，竹叶上全是血迹。更邪门的是，每到阴天，竹林里总飘着一股焦味。

Let me tell you about my sister's latest scheme. She showed up at my doorstep last week, crying about needing money for her "business venture." After everything that happened with the beach house, she still thinks she's entitled to my savings. Simon just stood there, shaking his head.

I love gardening these days. Every morning, I carefully tend to my roses, digging deep holes to plant new ones. The neighbors probably think I'm just passionate about flowers. They don't know about the letters buried underneath. Letters that could destroy everything.

I never believed in ghosts until last summer. My brother Michael and I were alone in our grandparents' old house when we heard footsteps upstairs. What happened next changed my perspective on the supernatural forever. The door slowly opened, but nobody was there.

Boston, 1892. The Henderson House stood empty for decades, its windows like dead eyes watching the street. Local children whispered about shadows moving behind curtains, footsteps echoing through empty halls. But no one lived there - not since that bloody night in March.

Ayer estaba en la biblioteca de la escuela, estudiando sola. Era tarde y casi todos se habían ido. Entre los estantes escuché un ruido extraño, como páginas moviéndose solas. Me acerqué despacio para investigar y entonces vi algo que me dejó helada.

老城墙那边有座废弃的古井，据说是百年前一户富商家的水井。有天夜里，富商全家人莫名消失，只剩井里传出诡异的笑声。现在每到午夜，井边还能听见有人在打水的声音，可井早就干涸了。

My sister demanded to use my car for her vacation and when I said no she started crying to mom who called me selfish and threatened to tell everyone I'm a horrible daughter but my husband stepped in and told them to leave our property immediately.