Give me some short ghost stories that I want to tell girls!

On the last bus in the evening, she suddenly got up and said politely to the air, "I'm getting off. Please sit down." When the car door closed, she remembered that pale face and almost couldn't stop laughing. Suddenly, a voice whispered in her ear, "Since you can see me, please take me away."

I have a friend. Whenever he sat at his desk studying, he felt something knocking at his neck. He told his mother that she had found a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that it could be photographed with a camera, and my friend went home with a grain of salt. When this happens again, his mother quickly takes pictures and goes to the photo studio to develop the photos. Both of them turned pale with fear. In the photo, there is a pair of feet hanging in the air, and the feet of a hanged person are also hanging in the air.

The wife asked her husband after work, "Did you read today's evening paper?" The husband didn't look up at the computer and perfunctory: "Yes!" The wife said coldly, "Really?" The husband frowned and said, "You are so annoying!" The wife came out of the room with tears in her eyes. After a while, the husband flipped through the evening paper. A car accident news took up a lot of space, and the accident was his wife's company bus. His wife's name is actually on the list of the dead. The husband got up and searched the whole room, but his wife was nowhere to be seen.

Is it enough? . . .