The Call

                  THE CALL

By Anusha Das

One day I was returning from my school. That day I was supposed to be alone at home as my mother had gone out to attend a family ceremony. Usually I would take the longer and safer route but due to some repair work the road was blocked. Left with no other choice I had to take the shorter route. The road was deserted .As I kept on walking, murmuring a prayer to soothe my scared nerves. I came across a manor. The manor was said to be burned by unknown people years back and was believed to be haunted .People often heard weird noises coming from the manor. Pale with fear I hurriedly ran away from that fearful site stopping only when I reached home. 

I was about to finish lunch when the telephone rang. I picked it up to answer the call thinking it must be my mother calling to ensure that I have reached home safe. “Hello! “I said. To my surprise, instead of my mother’s, a muffled voice said, “Come to the manor near the school.” Before I could ask who it was, the call ended. I stood there transfixed with surprise, holding the phone in my hand. After what seemed ages, I decided to call my friends and tell them whatever had happened. A long discussion followed and we finally decided to meet at eight ‘o clock in my house and set out for the manor.

We reached the manor and as per our plan broke up in pairs. The manor looked creepy from inside. It had two floors and a small garden at the edge. My friend Anila and I decided to go upstairs. We explored the upper floor for about an hour and finally reached a dark room filled with skeletons. We tried to gather up all our courage and stifle our screams when we heard a faint noise. To our horror we saw a skeleton walking towards us. It was too much for my nerves to bear! I screamed, tripped on something, fell on the cold marble floor and fainted.

I woke up and saw my friends and my parents surrounding me. Everyone told me that I had fallen asleep after my lunch. Was all that had just happened a silly dream?

THE CALL

• Anusha Das

One day I was returning back from my school. That day I was supposed to be alone at home as my mother went out for a family ceremony. Usually I would take the longer and safer route but due to some program the road was blocked. Without any choice I had to take the shorter route. The road was deserted and suddenly I came across a manor. The manor was burned and was said to be haunted .People often heard weird noises coming from the manor. I was feeling very scared and rushed away from the site. I stopped in front of my house. I got in freshened up and then sat down to eat my tasty lunch.

I was about to finish when the telephone rang. I picked it up said, “Hello?” A muffled voice said, “Come to the manor near the school.” Before I could ask who it was, the call ended. I stood over there holding the phone in my hand. Then I called my friends over and told them the whole story. After a long discussion we decided to meet at eight ‘o clock in my house and set out for the manor.

   We reached the manor and as per plan we made pairs. The manor looked creepy from inside. It had two floors and a small garden at the edge. My friend Anil and I decided to go upstairs. We walked for about one hour and finally reached a room. It was filled with skeletons we turned and saw a skeleton walking towards us. I screamed and then I tripped and fainted.

I woke up and saw my friends and my parents surrounding me. Everyone told me that I had fallen asleep after my lunch. Was that all a dream?