The ghost retreated to his room. He was very upset. The ghost felt very ailing after this. He hardly left his room, besides to put the bloodstain on the floor within the library. When he recovered, the ghost resolved to strive once more. He planned to go quietly into Washington's room. Then he would mumble and mock him at the foot of his mattress. Then he would go see the twin boys. He deliberate to sit down on them until they screamed. That evening, the ghost set out down the hallway. He waited for the clock to strike twelve. A raven croaked from an previous tree outdoors. The wind rattled the shutters on their hinges. The ghost chuckled to himself and turned the nook. Suddenly, Trucking supporters he wailed and fell back in terror. Right in front of him stood a horrible ghost. Its head was spherical, fat, and orange. Its eyes have been empty black holes.

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