The Ghost under the sand dunes

         It all started with this vacation. Well, I was not well interested in this vacation with my family. I wanted to hang out with my friends. Only I was the one who was not interested in this vacation, there are 2 reasons for this. First- I had planned an outing with my friend and due to this I was not at all interested. Second- I was grounded, if I am there I will feel bored now, as I will have nothing to play with and my sister Nancy can have her phone and I-pad. I feel so jealous.

       Now we have reached this place it is in Dubai, in a desert and we are living in a creepy bungalow. The moment I reached, I picked my room before my sister and I was lucky to find a room suitable for me. I set my things, took a bath and ate my lunch. I decided to roam around the bungalow first and I finished by next day morning and then I decided to roam the area around my bungalow, as I was roaming. I found a boy behind the fence. I called him and decided to talk for a few minutes but this boy was quite interesting and I talked to him for hours. I came to know that this boy's name was Jack and when I asked where he lived he pointed towards the sand dunes. The next day I saw him and we played a lot, as time went by we started to be closer and closer and we became best friends. I share all my secrets with him and he shares his. One day the housekeeper of the bungalow came to visit us and he started to say the tales of this house and the surrounding areas, it was really boring but one tale made my ears open. It was the tale of a boy and father, the boy was very bright and used to study a lot, his mother died long back after his mother died his father started to behave badly and started to drink a lot. He also used to cheat the people a lot. Due to the cheating, the villagers got really angry with him and one day burned their house, but the villagers realized later that when they burned the house the boy was alone and, his father escaped. I got a bit scared about this story and the next day I narrated the whole story to Jack and he got really angry and mad at me and said that he is no more going to talk to me.

          That night I couldn't sleep and when I turned to sleep to the window's direction I almost died due to fear because I saw Jack staring at me but he had burns and scars on him and he had his hands and legs completely black due to the burns. I decided to be brave and went outside and decided to talk to him. He started to talk in a strange manner and I asked what happened to him and he said that he was the boy in that story that I narrated and he was trapped and he got burned, he was buried under the sand dunes and he is staying here waiting for his father who betrayed him and has decided to take a revenge. Then only his soul will be free. I was super scared and I left as soon as possible. But I fell pity and curious when I think about it now. I feel pity because of his condition and curious to know whether his soul will be free. I am still waiting.