Pedipidipikunna Kathakal
- LECTURES 42
- Votes 3
- Chapitres 4
En cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication dim., janv. 2, 2022
A/N
Earlier title: Swapanam
Three girl students of the college,all of them in their uniforms, all hung up on a rope. They were dead.
Suicide was all Sameera could think before
Walking through the garden, Emila turned around to see an old man with a watering can and a creepy smile
A boy saw a little girl street painting. She was painting a picture from a book which said "No Violence. "
Emily took the ice cream from the cooler and before she went upstairs, she saw a girl whose skin was pale and she was holding a knife, a bloody knife outside of the window!!!
A/N
Few horror stories but doesn't creep many people but it creeped me. The cover of book is not mine. These are some oneshots btw.
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