These pieces of macabre are from my first First Story anthology, written by one of the students at Beckfoot Upper Heaton school. The amazing illustrations are by Si Smith.
The Ghastly Ghost of Girlington and Mr Jane
by Ebrahim Daya
Some parts of the forest are better left unexplored. They fester with bitterness and ancient rivalries that spread like fungus on fallen logs. Take the Ghastly Ghost of Girlington…
The Ghastly Ghost of Girlington was a horrible man. He wore a thick cloak, leather trousers, a small top hat, and had a sinister smile. He was the Lord of Girlington in the 1800s, but his throat was slit by his servants. Nowadays, he lives in his grave, day and night just thinking about ways he can kill his servants’ great-great-grandchildren.
Like the Ghastly Ghost of Girlington, Mr Jane is dead, but very much alive. He has no skin, no eyes and no organs. He wears sunglasses and a scarf wrapped around his mouth and nose, but underneath, his skull is shinier than moonlight on a clear night.
Mr Jane is a skeleton. But he is no ordinary skeleton. He is one of the Guardians of the Charm. He was a nice man, but a man with secrets.