Horror Story

The incident happened on a dark winter night last year. Of course, ghost stories usually happen on dark nights! However, two days before that night, I went to Dadubari.

Let me tell you in advance that my grandfather's house is in Kapasia, Gazipur. Those who have been there know that there are a lot of forests there.


There are Ghazari forests and Bashen bushes all around. When outsiders go to our village, they are usually scared.


On top of that, there is no electricity, so the village looks as beautiful as it does during the day, but becomes even more scary and ghostly at night! So when I go there, I and a cousin of mine would wander around together all day long.


And our companions were his bicycle and a charger light that had to be brought from a faraway market to charge.

That day, we left around noon. The destination was a concert about 4 km away. It was quite late by the end of the concert. We were both brothers returning home. We took a shortcut to reach there quickly.

He was riding his bicycle and I was sitting behind holding the light. After a while, the light bulb suddenly blew. There was no moon in the sky. So in an instant, it became dark all around.

The road I was passing through was not usually traveled by people at night. Because a little ahead, there was a bamboo grove. Inside that bamboo grove, there was a grave on the side of the road.

There are various ghost stories in the village about that grave and the bamboo grove. There was complete darkness all around and a deserted road... We got scared.

But there was nothing we could do. It was late at night, so we decided to take that road in this situation. The road was well known to us.
Ghosts of Gazipur, terrible ghosts, ghosts of the night, ghosts of winter days, ghosts of winter nights.

So in the darkness, he started cycling with me. When we got close to that place, we suddenly fell behind on the bicycle. At the same time, a terrible loud crunching sound started coming from the direction of Saman's grave. We got scared and threw the bicycle and ran in the opposite direction.

After a while, we fixed the lights from the market and came in that direction with two brave (!) boys and one (!?). We saw the bicycle lying there and some people were coming from the front.

As soon as we got closer, they asked us if we had heard anything or seen anything here. Because the essence of what they said was like this: one of them was passing by this road a while ago. Suddenly, a terrible sound started coming from the grave site.

Hearing it, he ran! We could not understand what was happening. In response, before I could say anything, my brother said, "Yes, we are also hearing... everything.


Then the girl spoke, you know the news of my finger. The man said in fear? The girl said with a horrible smile and said that ten years ago today, a girl's body was lying on the side of the road? You have moved away with the valuable ornaments of the corpse, as well as the finger for the middle ring of the corpse. Do you remember? If you had told people at least about the corpse, at least fox dogs would not be worn on the body of a Muslim, helpless and situation.

You are the greed of the ring to a finger of the body. Now give me that finger. If there is no finger in the middle of the middle, it is not possible to say how evil is.


It was then that the man remembered the look of the body ten years ago. She got the ring from the body of this girl.

So this came here in Kolkata? He could not think of anything and lost his knowledge before. In the morning, the people returned to the house and saw a lot of dacadaki when no one was opening the door when the door was broken and saw the man's dull body.

It is as if in a severe panic. Doctors examined the stroke due to excess psychological pressure. And where the man was kept in that finger, someone left the ground.

No one realized the real thing was the punishment of the guy's sin. You must tell the story how it felt like. Thanks to everyone for being with