-It takes so long to come? Waiting for one hour. ' He said with a slight reproach, the girl asked.
All the TAXI have died.
Hey, do you still love me? '
-Hum, that's it. ' He sighed a sigh and said the man. And think, why the wife killed!
Hey boy, listen! ' The boy was shocked to hear the horrific cracked call on the lonely streets of the night. Started running without thinking anything. He went down in a hurry and turned upside down. At the moment the acute sharpness became obsessed with a child. No, no! Do not stop The dacoity still rushing down. The boy started to run again. He did not know how long he missed. A salon is seen nearby. They fell into the chair and sat in the chair. None of the eyebrows can be seen in this.
The boy's eyes went in the mirror. There is no image in it!
I have been looking at the mirror for a long time from the bed. Foremost familiar face. Still looking good. What a strange smile!
Then it seemed that there is no mirror in there!
For the third day, Jamil saw that the next flat girl tied something in the ceiling! The girl's dark room was seen from her window. He is clearly visible to all. What a weird! She does the same job every day! He got a cold stream in his head.
Who knows why she committed suicide!
The car is running at the speed of the storm. The driver and friend sitting nearby. Music is playing on flower volume. Someone in the car looked right on the road. Before the driver realized something, the wheel of the car crushed the man. The scared people looked at each other. What is it Who was that? '
Someone from the back seat said, 'Yes, I was the man.'
(Bidra: The stories are horror, I will call them a bizarre writing, there is nothing to be educated, just reading for happiness, Thanks, Happy reading ...)
