"Her eyes are deep, filled with mischieve.
When she laughs, her nose wrinks.
Their is bright glow in her face,
Glow of purity, of adority,
That make me fall for her even more"
~Aniruddh
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"He...
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Eyes were bags of bleach, Rotten decayed teeth, messy hairs filled with bacteria, mottled skin with black patches. Tall slender figure. Humongous black feet. This figure has surely come from the graveyard.
The figure pulled its hair as she will pick up from its roots. An eerie scream of hers damaged my ears.
The torch slipped from my hand. "Come inside or may I help you to get a good sleep" My heart stopped beating out of fear as this figure uttered to me in husky voice. I cried for help, but my words choked like my voice box got blocked. I tried to run from there, but...
Enhehehehehe!
With a jerk, the book collapsed on the floor from Bondita's hand. She squeezed her eyes shut out of fear.
The Cool breeze meandered against her porcelain skin, sending fearful chills to her spine.
The winds ruffled through the leaves and curtains faster, shifting in and out of the room, the window doors to thud adverse each other. She was sitting on the side of the bed. It was night, she was alone in their bedroom. She tucked her face locks behind the ear in her night saree.
Bondita clutched a pillow, placing it up to her chest. She slid herself in the middle of the mattress as she gulped.
What if Halloween pulled her leg from beneath the bed? If the creature took her with him, what will be of her Patibabu?
"Patibabu", she made a crying face, looking here there. She moved back and forth while her legs remained numb in their position, crossed.
"PatiBabu! Patibabu! Patibabu!" She chanted his name like a devotee. He was the ultra medicine of her all fears. "Please come" She requested, but no one was in the room.
One second, How will he come easily? But At least should come soon. What is there in study, in between books only?, She thought.
They weren't talking as they had a heated argument in the evening. She playfully disturbed him when he was seriously focused on a case, and it let his hot head to start lectures. Only for sleeping he will come, and that also late.
"I don't have the courage left to step out of this bed. Damn! Who asked you to read horror magazines in anger... Bondita? That too at night. Your ghost" She uttered bluntly, complaining to herself.
"No, No. No ghost. Nothing like that exists. Today is full moon day, nothing will happen" She slowly glanced down at the novel. Swallowing the fear within her throat that, which too, snoozed in her senses in the silent room, she grabbed the Magazine. She overturned to the initial pages quickly.
"Based on a true story" Reading this line made her to drop the novel once again on the ground. Back in position, she nuzzled her face in the pillow, her wails wouldn't be heard by anyone now.
