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2014-06-27T09:39:42+05:30
It happenned when i was still in the tender age of ten.Outside it was dark and stormy which matched my mood exactly. I was feeling down and bored. The was no one athome with me to talk to, so i was completely alone in the double storey house.Mom and dad were on a vacation, which left only my siblings and me. But at that time as i recall, they went out with their friends, and left me unwanted at home. It was a terrible feeling, to be alone in the big dark house. i imagined that every time i turned around, there would be a large hairy monster, ready to pounce on me. Little did i know that my childish imagination would come to life, as it did on that night.I was in the living room, trying my best to focus on the book i had in my hand, but failed to do so.My eyes would dark around the heavy furnished room nervously, and waiting for some one, anyone to come back home.As i sat there, suddenly i heard one of the doors upstairs creaked open, and then it slammed shut. I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck standing. I shut my eyes tightly and prayed that it was only the wind. But somehow, deep in my hear, i knew that it wasn't.Suddenly the wind howled outside, making the iron bars rattle. I was scared stiff and i could see my hand visibly shaking. Then it was quiet again. 
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