Night Time Story: The Ghost Who Told Bedtime Stories

Every child in the village knew the legend.

If you left your window open on a quiet night, a ghost might visit and whisper a bedtime story just for you.

Most believed it was just a tale.

Until one night, Lottie left her window open.

The air grew cold, and a soft voice filled the room. “Shall I tell you a story?”

Lottie trembled but nodded.

The ghost spoke of a girl who wandered too far into the woods and never returned. Of a boy who ignored a warning and vanished without a trace.

By the end, Lottie’s hands were ice-cold. “Who were they?” she asked.

The ghost sighed. “No one remembers them. I only tell stories of those who are about to be forgotten.”

Lottie’s heart skipped. “What do you mean?”

The ghost drifted closer, its voice barely a whisper.

“Tomorrow, they will search for you.”

The window slammed shut.

Lottie never woke up.

And the next night, the ghost told another bedtime story.

By Elias Fairstone