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“When you try to save yourself from something. You are going to be more caught up in it.” [Jacqueline]

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I put up a fake bravado and gathered my courage out. Daring to explain to him.

“I. Uncle. He and I. It’s not like what you are thinking.”

His hold tightened upon my words. And I almost yelped as he pinched me on the shoulder.

“She is upset with me. Uncle. That’s why she is saying that. Don’t mind her.”

“I.” I was trying to say that he is lying. But I stopped when I looked at him from the side and noticed he was already looking at me. He mouthed the words, ‘I will kill you. If you didn’t shut up.’ And I gulped and stopped explaining to him. Even if I did, uncle will probably never believe me. He will think I was just hiding the fact of having a boyfriend.

I inhaled.

‘Probably if he said so, no one will believe you. Have you seen his face, his body? If he is saying that you are his girlfriend. No one will believe you. Though they might bully you for being so ugly and still getting his interest.’

“Stop Thinking and step forward. If you don’t want to create drama here.”

His warm breath tickled against my ear. Creating a tingling sensation in the area. To create some distance from him, I nodded dumbly and stepped forward while he followed my action.

‘Oh, God! Please save me from this devil. I don’t know what he would do with me once he gets the chance.’

‘Maybe he will kill you with his bare hands? Or maybe he will kill you with a pen the same way you did?’

I exhaled. And placed my hand near my chest area. Imagining it in my head.

‘I did not want him to do that. I have b***s. I didn’t want him to see me in that embarra**ing situation.

‘A pen stuck in my breast.’ I shuddered at the thought.

Soon I found myself standing in front of the isolated cla** of our school it was the cla** where no one came. There was a rumor about this cla**. That a kid had committed suicide in this room after failing the tenth cla**. Her name was probably Jannat. And it was said from then on a few more kids had died without any extra evidence.

When her death was announced initially the school administrators tried to cover it up. And they managed to cover it up in the end. After that day, more deaths happened. Whoever came near the cla**room alone. They died. And from then onwards, it was said that her spirit had turned evil and was doing all this to take her revenge against the school.

There was no evidence of someone else entering the room except the dead children themselves.

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probably she was the one who

was no clue, of their death. Even after the postpartum. After all the deaths, it was confirmed that she was haunting the area

here? I almost heard ghostly

him staring at me with an evil

from my face. And

“Why are we here?”

“To talk.”

“What?”

He smiles.

me, I said to

my head in negative. I don’t want to talk to him. Even if I do, it

we talk somewhere

you have a choice, My dearest

mumbled in a small

my hands on my legs. Silently readying myself

had twirled when he

my shoulders like a sack of potatoes if you tried to run away from me. Not after the

my inner

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I. I am

foot. Noticing the muddy water, in which my polish of shoes had now faded. And was just covered with wet

it was a sin to get my shoes dirty. To top it

angry Jacky. Calm down. You almost killed him yesterday. He deserves your little amount of

inhaled a sharp

‘One, two, three.

Life is only free.

Till you are three.’

poem. Again and

found him opening the b***ons of his shirt. Horrified I looked down again and tried to walk past him. But he grabbed my wrist. Halting

eyes. I didn’t want to see him

you? What are you

getting away from me. Not at

voice sent shivers down my spine. He sounded