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Created on: September 16, 2009
The Haunted House
Megan was awoken by the sound of someone knocking. Yes, there it was again, the sound of someone knocking on the door.She slipped on her and rushed downstairs and threw open the door.
Nobody ! How strange ! A frown appeared on her forehead. Had the person just decided to give up and left. Who could it be? She looked at her watch.It showed 3 pm. Her eyes fell on a group of school kids returning home . It might have been a naughty school kid playing a prank on his way home.
She yawned as she closed the door. She still felt tired. She would have liked to sleep for another hour.Normally she never slept during this time of the day but they'd moved in yesterday and all the unpacking had tired her out. She headed towards the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea .She remembered she had no sugar or salt. Hm mm , she'd have to run down to the corner shop to get the basic necessities for their new house. The tea refreshed her and she quickly checked the pantry and made a mental note of the things she'd have to get
*
The woman at the counter smiled at her. Rs 100/- please. Megan opened her purse.
Are you new here ? I haven't seen you before asked the woman at the counter.
Yes we just moved in yesterday. We've just bought the Lal Bunglow replied Megan , as she gave her a 500 rupee note
The Lal Bunglow ? asked the woman somewhat nervously, counting out the change
Yes replied Megan as she put the change in her purse and smiled and left
Megan came out of the shop wondering why the woman seemed nervous when she mentioned the house. It was probably just her imagination.
*
She just sat down with a cup of tea after cooking dinner when the doorbell rang. It was Mark.
Hi ! How was your day ? she asked her husband. He looked exhausted.
Was okay. Meetings, meetings and more meetings he replied with a grimace. Am happy the weekend's here
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The next morning as they were about to sit down for breakfast Megan heard somebody knocking on the door.
Mark, could you get that please ? she yelled from the kitchen
Mark didn't respond and the knocking continued. She rushed out from the kitchen and asked him exasperatedly Can't you at least see who it is ?
What do you mean?
Megan opened the door. Nobody ! The person must have gone away today too. Couldn't you get the door?
Mark asked , Who was it?
I don't know. Didn't you hear the knocking?
Knocking? Are you sure ? I didn't hear anything
Somebody was knocking on the door for a long time
I didn't hear a thing. It was probably the
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