There was an old tall tree which stood in the middle of a meadow a short distance from Wraithmoor. It has stood there for many, many years. It was a huge oak. According to one legend, the vampire Dracula himself used to rest on it.
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Nature is getting ready to sleep in autumn. The ghosts in Wraithmoor are harvesting the crops from their gardens and raking the leaves that have fallen from the trees.
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It was a snowy winter night in Wraithmoor. The streets were empty, the rooftops covered in thick white blankets, and the old pine trees swayed under the weight of fresh snow. But in the graveyard at the edge of town, something strange was happening.
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While ghosts enjoy the freedom of being among the people on Halloween, no true ghost haunts on All Souls’ Day. Why? Well because cemeteries, which are normally haunted places, are full of people that day.
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All ghosts love Halloween. On the night between the last day of October and the first day of November, ghosts can walk among the people without having to worry about being recognized. And they don’t even have to dress up like humans to do it. Although Chupchip and Toothy Boo did dress up this time.
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It was one of those beautiful, humid evenings when sneaks come out of their dens and snoop on the fingers peeking out from under the covers. Even me and Sneak got the urge to tease some little fingers. The kids weren’t afraid of us anymore, so we decided to go somewhere else.
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One evening, the Sneak came saying that we should take old Hyunt haunting with us. He’s the oldest and most experienced sneak in the whole block, he’s lived here the longest and yet he spends most of his days locked in his cellar.
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Not even old Hjunt could remember a summer this hot. It had warmed up two degrees in his cellar and he was already looking for a pair of scissors to give his coat a summer haircut. But what were we, who live on the top floor of a block of flats, to say?
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Our fairy tale begins just like any other. Once upon a time there was a kingdom with a king who had a beautiful daughter—Princess Loretta. They were living pretty happily, until a dragon flew into the kingdom. He settled down just outside the town, in a cave.
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Tonight my brother Sneak was haunting Mr. Carlos’ house, and I, Bobby Boo, had nothing to do. So I thought I’d go and see what the front of the house looked like. It rained all day today. I heard the kids talking about how great the puddles are outside after the rain and how wonderful it is to stomp and jump in them. I need to try that too!
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