Highest Rank: #20 in paranormal
Winner in Red Crystal Awards -3rd place
Do you believe in love?
Do you believe in ghosts?
Armaan is a struggling Artist. His family hates him for that and he hates them back. He decided to ran away from this house...
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Armaan's POV
Darkly foreboding, ominous sounds,creaking, whispering trees. I walked through a path which was getting narrower. All the trees were covered by snow. I gazed at the branches with no leaves . That's all that I could say where I was. I called Yash for like hundred times but he was'nt picking up the phone. So I decided to go further deep in the woods.
I was roaming like a free bird, alone just not in the sky. And I packed my bag but with no money. All I had was a painting slate, paint brushes, oil color and other materials , A pair of warm clothes so that I could survive.
Ruby'sPOV ( Armaan's Sister)
I woke up earlier today than I generally do. I followed my daily morning schedule. I sat on the dinning table. Mom made as usual breakfast that consisted of tea, cookies and bread. The chair where Armaan used to sat was empty. I felt like he was probably just sleeping late.
Mom acted completely normal. After finishing breakfast, I started getting ready for college. His room was on the way to my room. I saw the door was open. I took a glaze into it and saw no one was there. I was shocked. Everything on the room was messed up. His room has always been very clean, even in his teens it was.
"Why is he in this time? " This question popped in my head.
I ran to the kitchen where I saw Mom was cooking lunch.
"Where is Aru in such a time?" I said with a high pitched voice. It was weird, she looked at me but she did not reply.
I called in his phone but he was'nt picking it up. I was worried.
Itwas'ntalongchapterbutitwouldgetlonger in the upcoming chapters.
