It had long been said that Fleming Forest was haunted.
The story is told, that two centuries ago a young servant girl had been brutally murdered in the nearby village of Gossip and her body dragged through the streets before being tied to a tree and left there for the local wildlife to feast upon.
For years, teenagers, daredevils, ghost hunters and poets all sought out the spirit of the girl. The spot she was alleged to have died became the hottest campsite in the South.
No one ever reappeared with evidence of a haunting.
They couldn’t.
Ghosts don’t exist.
Submitted for Friday Fictioneers photo prompt. See if you can write a piece of flash fiction in 100 words.
