A real horror story-1

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Is it a little cold today?

Three days

Shirshendu's book bought earlier

Rifat came almost in the middle

It seemed to him

The coating on the skin is cold

Not complying.

Will you give the kanthata above?

Although I did not want to move at all.

New line at Mangalmara Haor

The work is going on for two days

There is no electricity, mobile

Although it is difficult to charge

Bad to read books when the hurricane is burning

I don't think so, but his

It seemed to me that two or four days like this every month

It is better not to have current.

Computer does not work, mobile off

There will be, TV will not work, quite organized

Books can be read.

Rifat liked to think!

Finger in the book's gap, Hurricane

Yellowish light, winter

Na mana lep, heem heem

Obsession, a familiar smell, all

She looked good. Clock

Rifat looked at,

2:20 minutes ... a lot for muffsball

Night. On him

If there is no electricity in the evening

Everything becomes nishuthi. People

As if scared. Rifat reads books

Gave. The page of the book is upside down

Below

Eyes on the number written on the side

He fell. "333" ... Satan's favorite

Numbers. The numbers are really bad

There is one thing. Numerology

Any book written about

What can be found?

Interest arose. At Rifat

Thinking about it for a long time

No time, left side of the bed

Almirar

Dhapas the suitcase on top

Went to the ground later. Although its

No reason

No, that's the only thing

If anyone can wear it immediately

Pushes it away, moreover too

The heavy thing.

Then what three hundred

Someone with thirty-three

Let yourself know

Pushed to give?

As soon as the thought comes to mind

Rifat smiled.

Thoughts sometimes own

Unknowingly it becomes juicy.

I think then

The thought is not your own, but your head

Someone else is sitting inside thinking. Such

What could really happen?

There are many people with telepathy

Researched and succeeded

Many.

Of another without any means

In the thought consciousness

It is possible to sit pressed, even inert

Matter too. "Willforce" ... "Willpower" ....

With which to lie down in bed

The door can be opened, floating in the air.

Renowned Magician P.C.

The wonder of the slave's will force

There was power. He had eyes

Paul hypnotized people

Could.

Rifat decided to be hypnotized

He has something to do with science

One will read.

The suitcase was later, stuffed with a pile of heavy cloth

The monster again

Putting on top is not possible alone.

But here it is

Should be removed from. Rifat

Necessarily stood up. Probably the same

Called winter bites. Not at all

Not romantic. Rifat

I thought someone

To Antarctica without notice

Dropped. The gap in the door

With smoke

Like the fog is coming in.

Ghostly in the light of the hurricane

It looked like a scene. "I believe in ghosts

Karina, the ghost is a foul

Matter! Bogas. "Swagatok

Rifat listened to himself.

Why did you hear it yourself

Didn't understand. Then what is he afraid of

Getting? Under the door

The fog that came from

What is the element of fear in the current

Could have The matter is his

Near the ghost

Like the story, it is gossipy and ridiculous

I thought. But this is a cheap subject

Rabindranath with Bibhutibhushan too

Wrote.

People are so

Although he writes something

Believes. Belief in God

There is nothing to disbelieve in ghosts.

Belief in the jinn in the Muslim religion

If not, it is apostasy

The jinn of the bad species are ghosts

Fear of pretending people

Shows .... maybe the ghost of the jinn

You don't have to dress up, they are born ghosts

Is alive. Rifat is his

The black sheet is wrapped around the body on the verandah

Come and stand, though this winter

Very close children

It looked like a sheet. Hand

Like stopping an elephant with.

The bathroom across the drawn porch

Next to the kitchen. Hurricane

The light is a little

Rifat increased. A glass

After drinking water, he entered the bathroom

I remembered that there was no water in the tap.

Having water in the bucket

Talk about rubbing salt in my wounds - d'oh!

To awaken the world by pressing

By no means do I want to convey that I recommend for the mother to be inactive

It is better to work with.

One bucket tilted the bucket

Like water

Got Rifat, some face

I left the mug for washing.

Anamne on the commode

Rifat was sitting. Suddenly

It seemed to be the door outside the bathroom

Someone next door

Standing, Rifat is his

Clear as far as the sound of breathing

Heard. Of the mind

Wrong, he meant himself, though

It is as if an illusion is a fear

She came and unknowingly overwhelmed him

Did. Rifat's decision

It's dawn

She was in the bathroom before

Don't go out.

The matter is deadly ridiculous

As soon as it comes to mind, he is at the door

Came to the side. It is still there.

The sound of someone moving a little on the other side

I heard Rifat, Fosh

The sound of sighing

Came floating. As if someone for a long time

He held his breath. Seven or five

Do not knock on the door

He turned, pulled the hatch and opened the door.

No one. Winter breeze

Ignoring the front porch

Rifat came running to the kitchen

Quick to look at

Like a shadow on the wall

Looked to merge with. This

The real fear of the first Rifat

Looks like her

I think a lot of people

Or something else

He is looking at her.

The hurricane is in a fist

Perulo Rifat on the veranda on foot, parents

Once in front of the house

It seemed to knock, but

Not knowing what to say

He came and stood in front of the door.

Enter the room next to the bed.

What a hurricane, oil

Probably blowing. All around is silent.

Shunshan silence and dim light

Rifat in the dim darkness

I saw the bed cover

Someone is lying down.

Rifat's body

It got cold. Almost

The fading hurricane is still shining brightly,

Hurricane table

Down from the table

Put it on top, cover

Gutishuti thing seemed to move a little.

Rifat consoled himself

Dil, it's fantasy. All these indulgences

Giving means madness.

The biggest way to get rid of delusions

Is touch, Rifat

Bed on foot

Went forward. Body

Sweating. Inside the chest

Someone with a dhemki rice

Pretending.

Ga karlona rifat, full of courage

By bed

He went to the side and stood. Hand

To tilt with .....

I saw a horrible face, right

Not like humans, his

Looking at him and smiling. Dhap

The hurricane was extinguished

Flame. Kerosene burns are huge

The house was filled with the smell

With the smell of rotten meat.

Rifat is under so much stress

Unable to bear it, she screamed

You can give her at this time

A hairy hand grabbed his throat.

Sharp claws settled on the throat

On both sides. The sound of his screams

Merged winter night

In the fog and silence, four

Beyond the walls

I couldn't do it. Ripat is unconscious

Fell into bed.