A short ghost story in less than 50 words

Story 1:

My brother's teacher's mother died of drinking pesticides.

When she died, her daughter was very young. That day, the family was watching Princess Zhu Huan, and the couple quarreled a few words. Teacher Niang ran downstairs, but the master ignored her. After a while, no one came up. When I ran downstairs, I saw everyone was out of breath. Teacher Niang died of dichlorvos. The relationship between husband and wife is ok. It's all circular. I think there is a reason for this.

At that time, there was a butterfly on TV. When Teacher Niang puts it on the ice, there are always two butterflies flying around. So many people were really shocked to see it at that time. I still remember it. Things in the world really cannot be explained by science.

Story 2:

A man was sleeping alone at home when someone knocked at the door, so he answered the door. An old man came in, a little weak. He seems to know him, but he can't remember who it is. The old man said he came in looking for a glass of water. Can you pour him a drink? He poured a cup and handed it to him. Only then did he find that the old man's face was gray, and he wondered what had happened to him. Suddenly, the old man took out a knife and cut it at him. He was surprised and got into a fight with the old man. Finally, I took the knife away, plunged it into the old man's heart and killed him.

At this moment, he woke up. It was a dream. He was sweating profusely and looked up at three in the morning, but he couldn't sleep anymore.

When I got up and went out the next morning, I heard crying. It turned out to be an old man who was often ill in bed across the street and died of a heart attack at night. I asked the time. It was exactly three o'clock in the morning.

Everyone said that the old man was looking for body double.

Story 3:

A man said that his grandmother was ill and everyone came to see him. Everyone went to dinner, only his aunt talked to his grandmother, who suddenly said, why are there so many people in this room?

His aunt said, mom, no one. You are dazzled. His grandmother said, why not? No one is sitting next to you in green. Scared his aunt away.

The next day, his grandmother left.

Story 4:

Let me tell you a story that I experienced personally. I was 24 years old that year, that is, that summer, my father died and left us. This is my greatest pain. After I finished my father's work, everyone was very sad and tired. One noon, everyone was taking a nap. My mother, my niece and I sleep in the bedroom. My brother and my husband both sleep in the living room. I don't know how to fall asleep, but my eyes suddenly opened. No, my brother is snoring. His snoring is the most unique. I immediately realized that it was my father. He seems to be much taller than when he was alive. Have you ever heard that ghosts are all three feet off the ground? Yes, it is my father. My heart is bleeding, and of course I'm a little scared. I can't see his face. His face seems to be covered with a big black cloth, but I know it must be my father. I want to call my mother, but I can't say it. My tears are all gone.

Story 5:

Let me also tell you a personal experience: A few years ago, when I was staying in a hotel, I was crushed by a female ghost three times in one night [I want to be quiet] [I want to be quiet] The female ghost looks like a female ghost of an old corpse in a mountain village, with long hair and white clothes. I can't see the carrion of my five senses in my gray face, and a long black tongue has been sticking out from my mouth to my throat. My subconscious told me that my tongue was going to stick into my stomach. The scene was so real that I woke up in the morning and turned on the light and sat up. I still remember that the room number was 20 1. I never believed in ghosts and monsters, but I was really scared that time.

Later, I told others about it, and people familiar with the matter said that the place where the hotel was built used to be an old execution ground for shooting people!