Wo Khaufnaak Raat
I was quick to reach the village on time, so I went out of the house at noon. My view was that before reaching to the village before evening, but it was just a deserted place. At first, the driver and his helpers tried to fix the disaster in their own bus, but when the problem was done, the driver sent his helpers to the nearby town to provide a mechanic.
The bus came to bed after the arrival of the mechanic. When I was darkened from the bus on the outskirts of Uttar Pradesh.
To reach the village I had to walk on a highway. On this way, I just wanted to travel a distance of three kilometers.
I walked to the village in the north of the big road.
At that time the sky was a moon, its moonlight. The tremendous light of the stars made the atmosphere terrible and mysterious.
It was my first consent to travel alone in Sainte's night.
My heart was shouting loudly and in silence, I was listening to my heart. Right now I could have decided a little bit that suddenly one of my ears appeared at the top of my head at the top of the night and Floodhaha Tehua flew from a tree to another tree.
In the nighttime, I was terribly scared of the awful voice of the night and began to look after the awesome views. At the same time I was shocked in the bushes. There was no standing behind the high bushes.
I was scared of something backward.
My fear was scared of fear. It was a tree when the fly saw. I was torn with a tree in the misery. I also got a look at this tree throughout the tree. She turned back towards me. I ran away and ran away.
I ran blindly, but suddenly stuck. A tremendous ghost stood by my way. If I scared back and then some of the bushes tried to catch me. I ran away from there. Strange headlines were following me.
My ranle ran on my face, which was hanging out of the open tree. His eyes looked like a grape in the dark. She woke up on me so I ran screaming and fell into the fields. I was going to run the crops and bushes that ran out of the ground suddenly, and I grabbed one side in a bowl.
It was hard to get out of the wood. Now I am feeling hungry with a leap of dirty soil. My cup was left off the cold. Be afraid to call me not again, I started running again.
When I reached a village near a village and took a long time, there was a problem in Erik Tak.
The village dogs think of me hungry and follow me. The house accidentally forgot in the fear of this new problem. I am going to get there in my habit. I put the door stomach with both hands.
who is? I heard from inside.
Open the door. I said. My cheerful brother opened the door, but scared to see my case and pulled back. I quickly entered, because the dogs were hitting me badly.
who are you? My cheerful brother asked in a tremendous voice.
So many other people of the house arose and came there. They too should be afraid to see me, but when I told myself, they would be very difficult to recognize me. Uncle jan asked: what is this?
Some calls followed me. I told
What ..... My surprise started to surprise everyone. I told you in detail, the cheers laugh and said: They were nothing to call. You were scared of your thoughts. You used to understand the trees and the bushes in the dark, hungry and furious, although the oven was real.
When my oxygen was restored, I thought uncle John is right. These were my ideas, which were driven by ghosts and traps in Johannesburg. Because I always read stories of ghosts and tricks. These terrible ghosts and tricks today gave me the truth.
"O God! So all this was my imagination. "I said.
