Today I'm here with the story of me and my friend Sagar. Sagar and me, we were preparing for govt. exam after completing our engineering degree with no placement. We were facing lots of problems as we were employed and don't have financial support from our parents.
We decided to take a room for rent, near BLASTER because we have heard that a flat in BLASTER is available at a low price. We were unemployed and this was a great opportunity for us. We find the room was quite satisfying according to the rent. We gave the advance money to the landlord and moved to pack bags to shift in Bilaspur.
Finally, on the evening of 26 Sept 2011, we shifted to BLASTER. There were two flats on a single floor, my room number was 402 and there was another flat whose no. was 401. We find that the flat was always locked.
There was a strange thing that people of that locality treat us like strangers, they don't want to talk to us even after 1 week.
One day a beautiful girl knocked on our door. Her hair was very dark and long, her smile was very pleasant. She introduced herself as a friend of Sagar, my roommate. She gave me a book with a toy to deliver to Sagar. Sagar had never told me about this friend. I accepted that toy and book for Sagar and kept them on the side table. As I returned back to the girl after keeping that thing. I found that girl was already gone.
After 3 hours, when Sagar came back from classes, I gave him the book and the toy. he started crying after reading the first page of the book. He told me that this is the book of black magic, and he lost his parents because of this book. I was shocked, what he was trying to say.
He started revealing the story behind his parent's death. when he was 7 years old, he used to live in singoporo a village near thambad . While planting trees near his home he found that book. He took that book to his home. From that day something bad always happens in his home.
Once he tried to read that book, he read the page and was scared because it was written that " your parents will no longer be alive " and after 3 days he lost his parents in a car accident. After that, he had buried that book under the tree near his home. But now again someone has dug out. And the coincidence is that this is now in my hands again.
I was sweating and he was crying badly by remembering his parent's death. He told that this time something different is written on the first page of this book. I dared to ask what is written there. His voice was hoarse. he passes me the book to read the first page. it was written that " your friend subham will no longer be alive". it was my name . I was sweating.
And suddenly my phone started ringing and I woke up. This was the most horrible dream of my life. I found myself sleeping with my kids . I realize this was my dream.
I hope you all enjoyed this story.
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