One windy night…

August 23, 2010 07:21 pm | Updated 07:21 pm IST

One windy night, I was sleeping alone in my bedroom reading a ghost book. When I was reading the scariest part, I heard a ‘thud' in my room. I looked around but couldn't find anything. I started getting goose bumps all over. I kept my book aside and tiptoed to the window. I saw how severe the storm was; the trees were swaying violently. When I turned around, I saw my bangles strewn all around. That's when I understood that the storm and the bangles were the ones making the scary noise. I quickly picked up my bangles and put them back. I finally went to sleep peacefully.

Arathi Sreekumar, V, L'ecole Chempaka, Edavacode, Trivandrum

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