The shade of black hair in Ghosts story
Do you know any ghostly incidents?
Baishakh month's hot summer. One day I returned home from the market many nights. So that's hot hot! Large-scale helicopter-like mosquitoes. On the one hand, life is ending in the summer, on the other side, there is no current too. Oh Allah! What are you doing now? There is no air, the leaves of the trees do not move! I went a little bit from home with a fan in hand. About 1km of the house The cremation was far away. It is 12 o'clock in the night, there is no one on the street. I'm just winding through the fan and watching around.
Then, at the crematorium, there was a red light out of the house. I think no man might have But no, a green light came out from the red light, thus there were 7 colors out there. My throat is dry. Then there is no light. Where did you go? Where I was standing, there was a huge Shimul tree. I saw a huge shadow on her side, whose feet and hair were the head and daughter's daughter. Then I saw a foot on the Shimul tree, another foot on the cremation ground and the hair on the middle of the ground. When I came home after walking, I took 1 juga water and told Mamu all the facts.
Mum said, "As far as I know it's the shadow of the ink!"
The story has been sent by Md. Al-Amin Akand (Fog), from Gaibandha-Gaudon Bazar.
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