It was Allen's birthday. He was overwhelmed with joy, and he impatiently expected gifts. But my father said that the presents should be open only after all the visitors leave our home.
I was puzzled about what I should get for a 7-year-old. While thinking, my mother suddenly called me. Yes, mom! I said and got out from the thought. She said to buy greens from the store. I forgot the thought of the present I wanted to give to my brother. It was about time. His buddies will arrive at 4. I got a brain freezing shock that I forgot to buy a present for him while I was in the store. I went back home. I began to think again. I examined YouTube, Google, and many other things. The only thing I got was GAMES. Yes, I finally got it! I took the money and got out to put on shoes.
There is my anxiety. Suddenly the door knocked. Hey birthday boy, we came!
I pretended to welcome all the friends, and it was about six at the clock. The party begins, but I went to my room and started thinking about a present for my brother, and then I felt drowsy. My brother came and began hitting in my back. Then I saw I was in bed and I turned my head to search for the clock. I was startled to see that it was 9:30 pm. My brother started unfolding the gifts.
My dad gave him a bright one which almost seemed like a spinner, and it was an iron metal with a comb-like wand and a cube-shaped case. I asked what that was, and my brother screamed that it was a Beyblade. Suddenly my phone got a notification "A NEW GAME FOR 7-10 AGED CHILDRENS" I installed that one. It's my chance to give him my phone to play that game. He smiled like he was in heaven, and he started to play. I saw his face, and it was like the beauty of sparkling lights. I slept again by seeing him smile. While I was thinking about when the ghost will come again and devour me, I heard a sound similar to an evil laugh. I opened my eyes and saw. It was almost two o clock in the morning.
I slowly turned my head and saw what that was. My legs and hands were getting nervous. Suddenly the sound rose to a higher pitch. I shouted, "Moooooom!" My mom ran and entered my room. It was in a second. My mother asked what happened. "Mom, a demon is laughing inside my room!" I said in a shivering way. "What in the world," my mother said herself, and "Hey, it's all imagination. Go and sleep," she said. There the demon laughed again. I saw my mom, and she was also afraid. I slowly moved near the sound and lifted the bed covering which had capped it! After removing it, I saw that it was my phone! My brother kept the game open with a loud sound!
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THOSE FEARFUL NIGHTS
HorrorThis book is a modified form of a dream but some attached fiction. It says about a girl older than her teens studying in college and attempting to overwhelm her phobia of devils and darkness. It includes nine sections full of thrill and some sudde...