My First Horror Story- The Girl in Tattered White Frock

Shaunak By Shaunak, 15th Jan 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/mcgxv_l2/
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My first Horror Story- Loosely Based on True events which happened in our Hostel

The Girl in Tattered White Frock

After Shaun left for his uncle's place, i was feeling quite lonely in the hostel!! and with not a single soul living in rooms around me, i was completely alone in my corridor. I thought of watching movies but soon got bored! Then I tried reading a book, but it only increased my sense of isolation. Occasionally, I glanced outside, in the direction of badminton court, but no one was playing. Eventually, I closed the front door and went up to bed. The room was hot , but after moving my bed directly underneath two fans , I soon fell asleep.

I am dreaming. I am walking alone along an endless country road. It is an old bog road bordered by trees. There are no turnings or junctions, farms,villages or any sign of life. Gradually, night falls but I must keep walking. In the darkness, a pair of eyes stares at me - they are filled with malice and could belong to a bird of prey, possibly an eagle or vulture,(if they are not extinct!) . What happens next occurs suddenly and with some violence. A long thin hand, it might even be a claw, appears from nowhere and hovers above me. Then, without warning, it plunges down and grabs hold of my bedding. There is the sound of a gale howling as the bedclothes are torn from me. They fly upwards and disappear, and then there is only silence.

I awoke with a start and sat bolt upright with my heart beating like a drum. Then I gradually relaxed as I realised that this was just a nightmare. The hostel was silent and the room's door was closed. As I settled down again, I discovered that my pillow and bedsheets were missing and I assumed that they had slipped off the bed. I groped around but could feel only the cold floorboards. This was strange as it was very hot n humid a few hours ago. A waning moon shone through the window and threw just enough light for me to see around the room. I.i...i remembered the dream and became anxious and confused. The bedding couldn’t have just disappeared through a brick wall or a closed door, but it was no longer in that room. Where could it have gone and who could have removed it so swiftly?

I had never been so frightened in my life. I don’t know how long I sat there shaking but, eventually, I summoned the courage to get out of bed and open the door. ‘Is anyone there?’ I called nervously, but my voice just echoed through the silent house. Then I noticed a dark shape lying near chandu's room; it was one of my sheets. I thought that perhaps a monkey or a cat had entered the room and dragged the bedclothes down the stairs. At this point, I hadn’t considered how an animal might open and close a door, but what I saw next dispelled this notion. Further down the corridor was my second sheet .I moved ahead to collect my stuff and came near the entrance! As I stood shivering in the corridor, I became aware that the front door to the hostel was wide open with no sign of guards , in the entrance, lay my pillow cover. I completed this rather disturbing treasure hunt with the discovery of my t-shirt on a path that led directly to the fields where we play cricket! What i saw there shooked me completely!! There stood a door in the wall, that led directly to the the nearby woods, or THE RIDGE as it is commonly called!! It was completely dark due to ongoing lunar eclipse but somehow i kept walking. after about 15 minutes- i reached the famous or infamous Khooni Jheel

This water body is named so because bodies of British killed by the rebels and then then the rebels killed by the British were dumped here.

It seemed like a normal lake. There was eerie silence except for the occasional sound of monkeys who roamed freely in the area around the lake. There was a bench at a short distance away. I immediately put my hand in my pocket, taking out a cigarette. I relaxed a bit after few puffs and sat on the bench. Suddenly i realized I was not alone, someone else was sitting besides me. It was a little girl, she looked about eight or nine years old. She was dressed in a tattered white frock with long black hair. She was staring at me like she didn’t understand why I was there. I didn't know what to say or was unable to utter any words, so i extended my hands towards her. She took notice of my hand gesture and returned the favor. As we were shaking hands, all of a sudden i felt her grip tightened on my hand.... I had an eerie feeling... i tried to break free but couldn't do so.. Suddenly out of the blue i realized that it was no longer a little girl's hand- it had turned into a claw and the little girl was no longer a little girl-- she... it had transformed into some kind of demonic creature. I cried loudly but of no avail. It then went directly for my neck. the closer and closer it approached, my trembling went higher and higher and I jumped out of the bed gasping for air. A little relieved that the dream was broken but before I could take a second thought from the foot of the bed popped up a dark thing. Structured just like a corpse of a girl, I could see its limbs racing towards me I moved behind for self defense until i reached the wall... then i suddenly realized someone was knocking the wall from other side, i tried to scream loudly and to my shock woke again from a dream. So It was simply a dream within a dream (within a dream). Suddenly that knock came from the door and i realized that i have recieved my DVD from Flipkart(online store).. So i finally calmed down and my heartbeat returned to normal. Relaxed, i drank few sips of water and opened the package--- to my shock it contained a DVD titled " The Girl in tattered white frock"

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author avatar Shaunak
Hi, i am Shaunak. I am a Technology freak who loves writing Poetry and Short stories. I also write about movies, music, business and anything that i find interesting.

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author avatar Karen
18th Jan 2012 (#)

Good story

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author avatar Buzz
18th Jan 2012 (#)

This gave me the goose pimples. Horrifying to read, Shaun. I liked horror.

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author avatar Jerry Walch
18th Jan 2012 (#)

For a first attempt, this was excellent work.

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author avatar krrymarie
18th Jan 2012 (#)

for a first story, this is very good love horror, really enjoyed my read.
thank you for sharing.

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author avatar Denise O
18th Jan 2012 (#)

Ditto with those above. Nice read. Thank you for sharing.:)

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author avatar sumit13
18th Jan 2012 (#)

Its truly a horror story.good work

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author avatar Sheila Newton
18th Jan 2012 (#)

Ooooh! Spooky indeed. Great work.

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author avatar Ivyevelyn, R.S.A.
19th Jan 2012 (#)

Shaunak: You told a story which captured my attention from the first line. It is a horrifying, horror story. You told it well and it is well-written.
Thank you. I'm just going to make sure all the doors are locked.

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