The Graveyard

It was dark and stormy night, Ravi was walking fast. He wanted to reach his village graveyard. He is one of the bravest boys in his village. He did many things to prove this bravery, however this time his friends asked him to put 3 cricket balls on any of the three graves at midnight, and next day they will verify it. Initially his friends thought he will refuse it, because of many rumors of that place like someone wearing white sari is wandering and killing people. Even adults don’t dare to go to that place in mid-night. But, Ravi didn’t listen.

After few minutes he reached the place, rain was pouring. He opened the gate…

“Keechhhhhhhhhhhhhh …..” it opened with a big noise.

His torch light stopped working suddenly. It helped him to see in dark, after that he was not able to see anything.

He stayed at the gate for few minutes… His eyes adjusted with dark ness.

Rain stopped, and only water splashes remain.

He slowly started walking inside…

He decided to put first cricket ball on grave that was near to the gate.

He approached the grave, and then he heard a sound…

“Hummmmm….Hummmm…” like someone was moaning.

He stared at the side from where that sound was coming.

He didn’t see anything, but the volume of the sound was increasing … and it was approaching him too…

“Hummmmm….Hummmm… Hummmmm….Hummmm…”

He frightened… whatever courage left, gone after hearing that sound.

He wanted to go back… But, he felt ashamed as friends would laugh.

He took deep breath… closed his eyes … the sound was coming close enough to him and going away as if someone was floating on air and making it.

“Common Ravi… you know there is no such thing called ghost” he was muttering himself. But, what was that sound…?

He approached the first grave and placed the cricket ball.

Then he almost ran to the second one…

Then he saw two red colored eyes … staring at him… he terrified…

He could not able to move for a second… His heart beat increased …

Those eyes were coming near to him …

He threw the ball on grave and started running away from that place…

Those eyes were following him in same speed ….

He increased his speed… running without looking back…

Suddenly he fall down by hitting something on the ground… then he looked back… no body was following him…

He darted his head… he didn’t see anything…

He approached the final grave... put the ball and tried to move away… but he couldn’t… He felt like someone was holding his leg from back…. One second his heart stopped beating…

He looked back… he saw a white cloth… that’s it… his heart stopped…

Next day… people realized that he died because of fear… the sound was because of a bird, two eyes were street dog… and holding him was just a nail … finally that was just a white cloth.