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A SPOOKY NIGHT

Sarah and paranormal activities

By Nazmus sakib ratilPublished 3 years ago 3 min read

It was a dark and stormy night, and Sarah was driving home from work. She had to take a detour because her usual route was closed due to ongoing road works. As she drove through the deserted roads, she noticed a strange figure standing at the side of the road. It was a woman in a white dress, drenched in rainwater, and her hair was matted and tangled. Sarah felt a strange knot in her stomach as she saw the woman, but she kept driving, not wanting to be rude by leaving her stranded.

The woman flagged her down, and Sarah slowed down, rolling down the window to ask if she needed a ride. But as soon as the woman spoke, Sarah felt a cold chill run down her spine. Her voice was raspy and hoarse, unlike any Sarah had ever heard before. The woman got in, and Sarah hit the accelerator, ready to get home as soon as possible.

As they drove, the woman kept looking at Sarah, her eyes fixated on her. Sarah tried to make small talk, but the woman remained silent, only grunting or nodding in response. Sarah tried to ignore the unease that was creeping up inside her and focus on the road, but she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched.

When Sarah reached her house and pulled into the driveway, the woman didn't get out of the car. Sarah nervously asked if she needed anything else. The woman didn't respond and simply stared blankly ahead, sending chills down Sarah's spine. She quickly stepped out of the car and ran into her house, locking the doors behind her.

Days passed, and Sarah tried to forget about the strange encounter, but it haunted her, refusing to leave her mind. She began to hear strange noises in her house: footsteps in the hallway when she was home alone, items moving by themselves, and objects appearing out of nowhere.

One night, Sarah woke up to find the woman from the car sitting at the foot of her bed. Her eyes were black as coal, and her face twisted in a grotesque expression. Sarah tried to scream, but no sound came out of her throat. She felt powerless, unable to move or defend herself as the woman got closer and closer.

Suddenly, the room was filled with light, and the woman disappeared in an instant. Sarah was left alone, trembling in fear. She looked around the room, trying to make sense of what had just happened when she noticed a small box on her bedside table. Inside was a note that read: "The woman you picked up on the stormy night was a ghost who haunts these roads. Her soul was trapped here, and you released it by giving her a ride home. But now, her presence will haunt you until the end of your days."

Sarah knew then that she was never going to escape the woman's wrath. She tried to sell the house, move away, but it was always there, waiting for her. She spent her days, cowering in her room, waiting for the ghost to appear. And it did, every night, without fail, a persistent reminder of the mistake she had made by giving a ride to a stranded ghost on a dark and stormy night......

The relatives of Sarah say that she never came after that night.

Her car was at the lawn covered in blood,only a doll was found in her car,woth no eyes and hands.Nobody knows what happend to sarah and where she is now.Still her family is in search of her.ng

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  • Test3 years ago

    I thoroughly enjoyed reading your captivating piece! The way you crafted the atmosphere and suspense throughout the story kept me on the edge of my seat. The vivid descriptions painted a vivid picture in my mind, allowing me to immerse myself in the eerie setting. Your storytelling skills are truly impressive, and I eagerly look forward to reading more of your work in the future. Keep up the fantastic job!

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