No,it was not a windy night at all! Once Tintin's elder uncle told her a creepy short story. He is a poet and can describe anything very neatly. The story was a bit mysterious.
It was a rainy late evening when Tintin entered her grandpa's house.That house had an orchard in the back and a very beautiful flower-garden in the front side.There was also a small pond in the midst of the house premises and the orchard.
One night when Tintin's uncle was busy with his writing,he could hear a rustle just behind his back. He was sitting beside a window. In the very beginning, he thought, it must be his mother's favorite Kittie. But, was she over there!
After a while, he drew his attention back to his task. But, somehow he couldn't being able to pay his attention as before. Somehow he understood there was something wrong. He, then, stared up, and?
Can you guess what did he see? There was a pretty young lady standing just next to the window. And the window was open so, he could see her clearly. There was anguish and a mystery in her face.
" Who are you"?, was his first and only question, and, the lady put her palm into the grill ( window grill). Tintin just could recall it up to this point." Is there any possibility, the lady is rocking over there"!
Comments
I feel ghost somewhere in my room ..lol
a mystery thriller!! don't keep us in suspense! i can't wait for the 3d part:))))))
Gosh, I had to close the window after reading your blog T_T
Getting more mysterious. Uh uh!
corrections.