A WINTER MORNING (SCARY STORY)

 A Winter Morning


I still remember that morning.It was Winter. I was standing alone in the balcony of our newly bought house, wearing a red sweater. My next door neighbour was not there in the house. The house was locked. But all on a sudden I saw a girl of my age is waving her hand from the balcony of that house.The weather was cold and foggy. For the first time I took it as an illusion. But that sweet girl constantly moved her hand towards me.

I was surprised and rushed to downstairs.My mom and dad were out for a morning walk. So alone I went to that house crossing our garden. The girl was smiling at me and it was a very mystic smile. I confess that I was feeling very uncanny with that girl.

Whatever it was,the girl's attitude was friendly. I didn't get scare.I noticed that she was wearing no sweater and was shivering in cold. I was so sorry for her.

I went and stood under the balcony.

She stopped waving her hand. 

"What is your name?" I asked the girl.

She didn't reply...only smiled and smiled. Her eyes were bright and full of tears. I pulled out my sweater and threw it directly to her. She caught it so smartly as she got the right thing needed. I understood her feeling and waved my hand to her.

But suddenly her body started to get dissolved in the air. I was shocked and ran back to my house. My parents were back from the morning walk. I narrated the whole story to my mom. She was shocked and afraid.

Later she told me that the Master of that house was very cruel to his house maid.He treated her very badly by pressurising her to do lot of work.

The girl I saw was the spirit of that house maid died a few years ago.

After that the Master locked the house and shifted to foreign country. Other neighbours said that in winter the girl was seen many times as if asking for something after death.

This incident really made me sorry yet happy that after death I could help her spirit....the kindness God has given to me to help out others ... that's why I am thankful to God.

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