Two years ago, I left my friend for no reason. After one year he met with an accident and died.
The previous night, I was scanning my phone’s gallery. I saw his photos and I felt totally low, tears rolled down my cheeks. I started listening to Bollywood’s “Ja tujhe Maaf kiya”. I fell asleep.
In Midnight, the ugly belligerent, and seriously scary knocked me to sleep. I was trying to recall her, recognize her, She was my friend’s girlfriend, “Nahila” who was killed when she was 25 and I was almost 18 yrs old.
Nahila had been funny, easygoing, and a terrific friend to me.
In my dreams, she was suddenly haunting me, and why had she been transferred into a threatening wraith?
In my native area, ghosts are supposed to harm us and be scary. I had never before been terrified. I knew that Nahila was truly dead and gone. I didn’t even believe in ghosts, and I don’t think that dreams could be trusted. All I knew was Nahila was returned and this time she was out for my blood. (it’s not clear to me how and why) I woke up terrorized, a gentleman in my 20s hiding my head in bed cloth.
– The author can be reached at shahkhursheed918@gmail.com