The dead becomes alive| JJK

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Ari's Pov:
"Thikache maa, good night. Bhalo theko, thikache. Thanda lagio na. Season change hoche kintu."
Okayy mom, good night. Stay safe, huh. Do not catch cold. Season is changing!

"Amar maa ektu beshii chintito mone hoche na?? Bhalo thakish re, tuio!"
My baby is just so concerned, huh? Take your care, as well!

After declining, I kept my phone on the table and slept.
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It was 3am at night. I can't sleep. This is my usual problem, but I've to sleep today cause tomorrow is our meet-up. I can't be late. Also we have to be awake till midnight. I can't sleep there.

Whatever, I turned to other side to sleep. I heard a noise. Coming from the kitchen. I ignored it cause this comes under my daily routine. It's a habit now. For real.

Today, the sound kept coming and didn't stop. The other days it was just for a limited time being. But it was still coming which didn't let me sleep. I didn't have much guts to just go and check what it is. I kept listening and tried to sleep when suddenly I heard footsteps. Well, this never happened.

I know my house is haunted. Yes. But not so much, man. Today, it's coming to it's peak! I didn't even dare to pull my face up from the cover. The footstep stopped and the shreaking noise took place. That's obviously the room door.

"I'm here"

I could hear someone's voice. So hazy, feels like the voice has mixed properly with the air. It's definitely an unknown voice. I gulped and didn't look up. The footsteps were again heard. 5 minutes passed, I didn't look up and was continuously sweating.

'God save me. I know you're always with me. Save me, god. You're my only power. You're my everything. I'm your child. Save you child.'

were the only words I was saying inside of myself. It's horrific. Soon, everything stopped because I already drifted myself to sleep.

I rose up with a beautiful sunshine over my face. Birds chirping and the curtains swinging by the light wind force that was playing with them. A smile occured on my face but soon disappeared as soon as I remembered yesterday night.

Dangerous experience I had last night. I started sweating. I couraged myself up to go and check the kitchen. Everything was untouched. I sighed. Yes, I live alone. I'm here for a job. I usually was used to live in india. I had to come to korea for my job.

I denied my boss several times, because my mom and dad stays alone, there. I just wanted to stay with them and take their care, but no. My life is a dangerous game.

Today is a holiday. Day to enjoy, but that trauma I got yesterday was....uhh, beyond explanation. I just wish this never continues.

|TIME FOR MEET-UP|
I'm still into so much trauma. I can't get over it. I got ready by wearing blue jeans and a black top with a V neck. I pulled up a ponytail. I could bet that I looked good.

After taking my money bag, locking the door, I went to the given destination. We planned everything up in the group chat. Trying to forget everything, I tried to focus on today's fun. Hopefully, I don't speak the trauma out.