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A LETTER TO MY CREATOR

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And my eyes were opened. The sweat on the whole of my face was sweaty.

And I looked at the granny. Granny was sleeping. But I was not able to sleep because of fear.


The whole night went out with my fear.

And The ghost was walking in Badrinath while standing in front of a house in the morning.

As soon as a 7 or 8 year old boy came out of that house, the ghost stopped him by showing his hand and said to that boy.

"I would not do that if I were you.if you run away from home now,you'll even more miserable."" you'll never see your mom again"

That boy asked,"who are you"

The ghost said,"its more complicated  than that.its your turn now tell him with a loud and clear voice:
                            You born me so that makes me your son take a good care of me,"Ask your mom for help tell her its hurts..

That boy said,"what are you talking about.get out of my way"

The ghost said:- " A LIGHT WOUND LIKE THAT WON'T EVER KILL YOU"

(The ghost had seen the chopped wrist of that boy. For that reason the ghost was explaining to the boy that nothing was done by committing suicide.)

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