It was a dark night. The world seemed still. I fell asleep amidst the silence. I was hugging my pillow tight as I slept. Suddenly a hand pulled the pillow out of my hand. "My God!!!! Let it not be a ghost...." I prayed. The same hands put the pillow on my face. I felt the pillow squeezing me. I clutched the hands. Oh! how rough it seemed. I could neither scream nor help me out of the pillow. Struggling hard, I pushed the pillow aside. Opened my eyes to see the face of my 'attempt murderer'. I could hardly see who it was. When a voice shouted "Good morning........". There stood my brother with a big grin showing that he was back home. I jumped out of the bed, sprang on him and beat him as hard i can. "Ooooooo. It wasn't a ghost anyway", I thought relieved.
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even i tought its a ghost. but happy that still u r alive..
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