I was going for a walk through the deserted road in the late evening.the place smelled wet and moist,i really don't like that smell you know! it smelt like coffin. i realized i was going through a different path only when i myself got a feeling of haunted.
i looked back surprised, but i saw no one-I'm sure that i heard footsteps....my heart began to thunder....a chill entering straight through my feet,like a snake...i began to worry...not for me but for the tasty samosas my mom prepared for me...what happens if i don't return home...who'll find my blood sucken dead body...who'll pray for my soul....will i go to heaven...the way began to get darkened and i cant find my way back home either!
thats when i saw a light in the dark...a light of hope...it was an old man who walks supporting his old lean stick.i think he saw me,he stopped at my side and offered to help.i was happy...but a little scared cauz my dad said me not to walk with strangers.....he got a twinkle in his eyes..and through the dark forest...in the silent hours....he told me a lot of jokes,..laughing with me...and i loved that old man
as i reached in front of my house i turned around to thank him.but i saw no one...he wasn't there...anywhere there...like he disappeared into thin air within 5 minutes...
it was only a day after my search i stuided that the old man who helped me was found dead in the same forest a year before. he was going in search for his youngest grandson who went missing in the forest a few days before and it was known that he carried a candle with him!!!