Published Apr 25, 2021
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A Rainy Day Of My Life

Published Apr 25, 2021
2 mins read
405 words

It was raining heavily, and I dashed towards the deserted building a there was no other shelter in sight. I should have listened to my grandmother. She had heard the weather forecast on television that morning and warned me that there would be a rain later in the day. Since I had no great faith on weather forecast, I refused to listen. I went to school without either a raincoat or an umbrella. As luck would have it, that afternoon I missed the school bus that would take me back home. Two of my classmate got into a terrible fight with each other after school, and I got delayed in trying to separate them. By the time I reached the school gate, the bus had waited for me and gone. I had no choice but to take a shortcut home. This was a dirty road that wound its way through through rocky waste land with patches of thickets here and there.

 

The way was a quite. There were a few shacks on one side of the road and far beyond. There was an ancient, deserted building whose outer wall was crumbled. I heard that once upon a time, there was a wide, comfortable  path in the other side of the house leading down to the main road. Now it lay unused, overgrown with jungle and undergrowth. I was near this building when the rain, which had started as a light drizzle, came down in a sudden, violent rush. There were flashes of lightning and peals of thunder. I leaped over he broken wall and dashed for the cover of the wall, which was still largely intact. Having reached there I felt protected from the rain, but when I looked around, the grounds reminded me od an old, neglected grave yard, and shudder rain down my spine.

 

There was more lightning thunder for a moment, the rain eased and then picked again, but in flitting gap in time, I heard the loud crazy laughter of a women from inside the building, I got scared when I heard it the voice was like a witch laughter and after a few couple of second  I ran away from there.

 

Jut like I had dashed into the building, I dashed out of it. I only turned to look at it again when I was at safe distance away. I was getting thoroughly drenched, but great indeed was my relief…

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lokeshbhandari821 6/18/22, 2:48 PM
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PLS READ MY BLOG TOO
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anu_07 8/15/22, 11:35 AM
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I thought as I was reading that u were just about about to bring a horror related story. Anyhow, u wrote well 👍
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deepakdeku 1/28/23, 4:31 PM
Yes it was kinda little horror 😸

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