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Alone Girl in Spooky Weather
A chilling encounter with the sudden vanishing of the boy.
Upon returning from the library, the weather quickly became stormy, with strong winds and rustling leaves enveloping the university corridor.
On the way back to my hostel, I could hear silence. Feeling frightened, I wanted to be with someone to forget my fear of being alone.
Suddenly, a boy on a bicycle appeared, fighting against the strong gusts. He stopped and inquired why I remained outside in this severe weather.
His warning of the worst storm made me hurry to my hostel.
When I looked back as I started running away, there was nobody; I could only hear the storm.
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Comments (8)
Horrible...
Amazing story ❤
Great story
I think it was an illusion.
An excellent story is short but engaging. I enjoyed the twist of how the boy came and then suddenly vanished.
oh wow spooky story! Who was the boy? some angel perhaps.
Good Story ♥️
Oh who was he, any angel or some illusion.