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R Rajat Verma

Drama Horror Thriller


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R Rajat Verma

Drama Horror Thriller


The Door

The Door

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"Do not go into that park. Last time you've found unconscious." 


I Chris, my mother was warning me to not enter in the Victoria park near by our home. I nod and moved on. My friend Craig was waiting for me. We walked hand in hand, singing and whistling. Suddenly he stopped.


Me - "What happened?"


Carig - "What is the matter of your mom?"


Me - "Oh, she was stressed about me, as I became unconscious that day in the park."


Carig (Shouted) - "You fool, I'm not talking about this, why is she following us?"


Me - "Stop kidding."


Carig - "If you don't believe me, just follow me."


He was walking buried feet, lowering his back down, slightly enter his head in the near by street. I was following him. He felt on me. A gust of wind pushed him. He maintained his balance. 


"What happened to you? Are you okay?" I asked.


Craig was not speaking, his body was completely cold, I brought him to my home immediately. As he saw my mother in the house he ran away, shouting on the street like a mad man. I was running after him to let him to be safe but he ran so fastly, I wasn't able to catch him.


At night, after having dinner with my mother, I went to my room. Sitting on bed, thinking about Carig. I heard some voices of people, slowly opened the door, looked in the hall. Found footsteps approaching my room, I lied down on my bed, acting like I'm in deep sleep. Someone pat on my head and closed the door. 


I moved towards the door quietly, looked through keyhole, 2 women were sitting in the hall with my mother. A woman stared me, I opened the door. The hall was empty. I tried to figure it out, what just happened, left with no clues. I turn my head and slammed into someone. I pulled myself, saw a woman in black looking at me. She hit me on the top of head. 


"Mom", I wake up by shouting for my mother. I was anxious, I moved my legs towards the ground, someone pulled me, I was dragging by him/her, somehow I managed to escape. As I opened the door, my mother was sitting next to my bed holding my hand in her hands. I looked at her and hugged her. 


"Oh! dear, I think you have seen a bad dream." Mother said.


I nod my head, brushed my teeth, wore my school uniform, and board my school bus. I was looking for my friend Carig as I was eager to tell him about my dream. I went to Craig seat but someone else was sitting on his place. I asked for him, people ignored me. Whole day, I was in the thought of Carig. On returning as I passed by Carig's house, I left the bus. I was walking on the street to his home, people in black colours clothes were surrounded his house. 


I made my way to his home, I asked a man what happened? He said Carig had died yesterday so we are here to show our sympathy to his family. As I heard I ran to him, an old man was lying in the coffin. I ask a man, where is Carig? He said the man in the coffin is Carig.



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