Revenge
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 22 ; the twenty-second edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . *Knock* *knock* "Who is it?...", "Help...", "Please somebody help me..”, he pleaded. The door opened. “Who is it?” he asked anxiously. “Why are you not speaking… who are you, why have you tied me here… please don’t do anything to me, please...” he begged again. But the person who entered kept silent. ***** Arman, like the other day was on his way back to his house after work. He wanted to go home early for some personal work. So, he skipped the cab timing and went ahead. His house was situated in an interior place, passing through those lonely streets which normally are taken over by the street dogs at night. Even though it was just 8’o clock, there was nobody on the road. And then, he suddenly got a feeling as if someone is followi
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