SHORT STORIES

 

Something happened

Once upon a time, I was lying on the bed. I saw someone looking at me behind the door. I went there to see what it is. There was nothing, it shocked me. I ran to my mother and told her all about that incident. She said that the ghosts and witches were jokes. She said to me “My son! Don’t be afraid! I am with you.” It gave me a certain strength. 5 hours later, I was drinking water in the glass. The glass slipped away from my hand and fell on the floor. The glass was now broken. My mother asked me, “How it was broken?” I told her all about that but she didn’t trust me and scolded me like always. 

                                                                   

                                                                        Muhammad Bilal Khan

6-o

School: St.Anthony