The Ghoust Next Door
"Murmurs from the Shadows:
Several miles away from the city, a single road leads to the outskirts. . On the sides of this road, there are tall trees. Very old and ancient trees. . Very mysterious. . It feels like they see and understand everything. . And I smile. . Going up to the top, signs of a house begin to appear. . Not a house but a big palace. . "Green Palace" is very old. . Several hundred years old. .
Spread over thousands of yards, this house is completely empty. . Maybe forever. . No one lives in it. . No one can stay. . Why ?
Because this palace is haunted."Come on apple". .
َََََIt was very cold. . intense . Such a severe cold may have happened one and a half or two hundred years ago. I did not remember properly. I remember
sipping coffee It was so cold that my long Dracula teeth were constantlchatterin.
My old, ancient, sprawling thousand-acre haunted palace was shrouded in darkness as usual. Only one person used to stay in this big garden and palace. . who
'' I, And who lives?
And the truth is that I don't like anyone interfering in my home and routine. .
Actually I am a very loner. . the ghost . . Yes, I am a ghost. .
By the way, I like winter very much. . I enjoy staying up late in the winter watching TV and drinking coffee.
At that time I was in a very good mood making coffee in my two foot tall mug.
My favorite TV show right now
"Dinner with the Devil"
It was about to start. It was my very favorite show and I used to wait for it all day. that suddenly . My whole mood was spoiled.
Someone was entering by opening the big black gate of the palace.
I looked down from the balcony. .
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He was a young man wearing a long black coat and full boots. .
He had lit the torch in his hand and was inspecting the garden.
Somewhere ugly. . It came out of my mouth.
He was inspecting my palace with a flashlight as if his father had written this property in his name.
Be careful, son. . I enjoy you. . I grumbled. "
And he was probably ready to taste the taste, so he entered the palace.
I was amazed at his courage. . The terror of my palace was spread far and wide. People used to fear even passing near it during the day. . In the night, its terror increased many times. My palace was called the most "damaged house" of this city.
The boy put aside the big bag he was holding in his hand. And took out the charging lot from it and burnt it. Now I could see his form clearly.
He looked nervous and was looking around with scared eyes. . .
I was still completely silent. . "First, let me know the reason for his coming here at this time. . '' I thought
Suddenly there was a call on his mobile phone. . He rolled up and picked up the phone. Hello, Yes Anita! I've arrived yes, yes, I am telling the truth. . I am in the palace yes inside . Turn on the video if you don't believe it. Look, Anita, I am playing with my life.
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Kamran Alam
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