ghost of childhood

                                                             A ghost of childhood

Since you mentioned ghost Karen I like to tell you a ghost story of childhood.In our school we used have big class room full of student.That year I was in fourth standared.We had total 50 students.30 boys and 20 girls which means boy majority.We girls didn't like it.Any way that was past.But at that time we had many divisions and at the end was girl's toilet so that boys could never come near it.But we had to cross all the corridor to go there.Due to it's location it became a scary place where no one want to go.Then one day we four girls went there.Every one went inside.Then when we all finished and got out.Just one girl was inside.That moment I clearly remembered that I heard that banging.I saw inside no one was there.Then I looked at other girl.But they all were looking scared.We heard that banging but couldn't see a person that was enogh proof for paranormal at that age.We were stuck in there.We couldn't run because our one friend was inside.It was horrible moment.Then two of the girl started suggesting.Girl"Let's go she will come."I said"She is inside."Another girl"Ya.It is not fair.What will she think about us?"Then without saying any thing that girl started running.After all she didn't want to be caught in hand of ghost.Other girl "Don't run."She was screaming this.But actually she was also running after me.I was in most horrible situation.I was ready to run looking at door.Then finally my last friend came out and I took her hand.Then I just ran.All the teacher of other classes were looking at me.But it didn't matter to me any more.

                     After that slowly every began to claim there was a ghost in toilet.We were trying to hide it from teacher.But we could clearly saw in their eyes that they had heard that rumours.Teacher were very angry with us for spreading those nonsense which were truth in our eyes.For long time those gossips were spread.We heard many types of ghost stories with lunch.Actually it was best way to finish your tiffin.No one wanted to eat chappati and vegetables which were given by mothers.But every one was sure that tiffin had to be empty or results would worst.Some received long lectures from mother and father.Some were banned from sweets so finishing tiffin was compulsary task not optional and there were also some unlucky one who had to bear beating.In my case banned on sweets was enough to scare me to death.We all needed spice for food and those stories were giving one.Then one day it reached on top.A boy came running towards us and told us that there was ghost in a classroom and a class monitor was explaining every thing with evidence.Now we all behaved like modern girls at first and rejected it as a nonsense.But then after sometime our curiosity won over our common sense and we went there.There was a proper long line before that classroom.One by one every student was going inside.After all we could not hurt disciple of our school.There were also student to keep it straight and avoid chaos.Then after waiting for long time I reached near that black board.That monitor showed us a crack on black board and explained us that it was evidence that some man was murdered there.We were shocked.We couldn't believe him or our stupidity.We literally ran back to class room.In hope that our teacher wouldn't notice our stupidity.Then when class was started again,our teacher asked us just one question before starting to teach a lesson."Why do you have to go to classroom to search for ghost when we already have 50 ghosts sitting here?"It was true question.Look at our city Mumbai first there were so many ghost house.Slowly population increased and all houses were turned into building and people were living in them happily.So may be we are more scary than ghosts.Ha Ha Ha!!!

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