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The Haunted Hotel

Ghost story series during Lock Down by Aryan Majumder

Tom was disappointed as there were no trains that day. But he set aside his disappointment. He concentrated on the positives. He was going back to his home in Tottenham after 3 long years. He decided to spent the night at a hotel. Since it was only for a night he went to a cheap hotel. By the tine he reached it was already 7 pm in the evening. The manager however said “ I am Sorry Sir, We have no rooms available”. Tom was again disappointed but he requested “ Please try to arrange something, it is only for a night”. The manager still said “ I can’t Sir, I am sorry”. Tom went on cajoling and finally the manager relented and checked him in to Room No. 115. While Tom was walking into the room the manager said earnestly “Sir, Please don’t open the door after 12 midnight”. Tom waved him off and asked for 2 bottles of water. Once settled, he watched TV for a long time and then listened to songs. Finally after 3 hours he went to sleep. Sometime during the night he was awakened by a loud knock on his door. Tom saw it was 1.30 am in the night in his mobile phone. He thought to himself “It must be the receptionist checking after me”. But when he opened the door he found no one. “Must be my imagination” thought Tom and went back to sleep. However twice after that the knocking happened and every time Tom opened the door no one was around. When the knock sounded a third time he was furious, He took his umbrella in his hand and opened the door ready to strike at the prankster. He got up and waited by the door for the knock to happen again and the moment it came he opened the door in a jerk and hoisted his umbrella to strike. However what he saw made the umbrella drop down from his hands to the floor with a clatter. He stood staring at a lady in a white nightgown with blood dripping from her forehead. The white gown was stained with deep red blood. The lady lifted her head and Tom was left staring at a bloodless apparition like face with two holes for her eyes. Tom had stopped breathing by that time. Before he could gather his wits the lady held out a skeletal hand at TPM with a butchers knife dripping with blood. Tom fainted and fell to the ground with a thud. Next morning he regained his senses when the manager sprinkled his face with water. He immediately accosted him with questions “ Why didn’t you tell me that the room was haunted ?” he screamed. The manager nodded his head and said “ Sir I tried to dissuade you. Many years back a lady was murdered by her husband in that room, after which we stopped renting it out. But you insisted and would not listen to my warning even. I told you not to open the door after midnight”. Tom had nothing more to say or learn. He checked out of the hotel as soon as he could and got onto the first available train to Tottenham. While travelling he felt the holy cross locket dangling from his neck and realized that night it must have been the godly powers which saved him last.

The Gruesome Graveyard

Ghost story series during Lock Down by Aryan Majumder

One day, Ronald called me to his home to sleepover. He said “ Dad & Mom are not at home, they went to Liverpool! Come over, Let’s party”. I was delighted and reached to his house with pizzas, Burgers, Cold Drinks, Chips and a lot more. Throughout the evening we played games on his PS-4 like Fortnite, PES and Call of Duty. Finally as night approached we had nothing more to do. So, Ronald suggested “ Hey, let’s check out the old cemetery here !”. I exclaimed “ Are you mad? At this hour? Its almost 3 am in the morning?”. But then I figured out it would be fun to check out a spooky cemetery in the dark. I agreed to his idea and drove in his black SUV to the park near the cemetery. We got off the car. The cemetery was 20 minutes from the parking spot. We started walking. While walking, I kept hearing strange noises around. Excited at the prospect I started the ghost tracking App on my phone. We walked for about 10 minutes when suddenly my phone beeped. I exclaimed “ A negative energy is near us!” and we started running forward. All of a sudden we saw a gate in front of us . It was the gate to the Cemetery. We pulled it open and the graveyard came in view. There was a ramshackle building at the edge of the cemetery which looked extremely spooky. As I moved my torchlight over the building, I suddenly noticed someone peeping at us from the 1st floor window. I called out to Ronald. “ Hey ! Someone is watching us from that window” – I said pointing at the building. Ronald started walking towards the house. I tried to stop him but he wouldn’t listen to me. When he found the entrance he entered the same and shouted back “ Hey, here is the door, please come here. I was in no mood to go so I answered back “NO”. He entered alone. While watching him I heard a shuffling noise behind me. I was immediately alarmed and slowly turned round. A strange figure completely clad in black was staring at me with red, frightening eyes. The rest of his body was extremely blurred as if a shadow was standing but his face was pretty clear even in the dark. A pointed nose, murderous eyes and bloodless complexion made him look like someone from Hell. My feet had refused to move looking at him and before I could say or cry out anything the figure bellowed at the top of his voice. I promptly fainted at the shocking sound. When I regained consciousness I found myself being dragged over the ground by someone. I was sure I was being kidnapped by the devil and taken to Hell. However we reached our SUV instead and then I realised that it was Ronald who was dragging me. I asked him what had happened. He said in a grim voice “ Inside the building I saw the Satan’s Sign. I also found an OUIJA board, as if the place is used to wake up evil spirits. However, right then I heard a scream and came running out. I found you fainted and a strange shadow hovering above you. I lost my nerve and just dragged you with all my might and ran for life “. Though we reached home safe, but both of us get cold sweat thinking of that night.

The legend of Bryan B Westby (Inspired by true events)

Ghost story series during Lock Down by Aryan Majumder

If you love creepy pasta tales and scary urban legends then you would have surely heard of him. Bryan B Westby’s account on Facebook is said to be “Haunted”. I didn’t believe this, till few days back. I liked urban legends and I wanted to know them. By the way, I am a you-tuber and social media influencer. I love doing VLOGs especially in haunted places in and around the town. I already have 3 million subscribers and also take part in scary shows hosted like the 3 am challenge. However nothing was as scary as the one experience I am going to narrate right now. I have suffered in the most painful way and I guess will keep suffering for the rest of my life. One night I was watching horror movies at my place with a friend of mine when he suddenly said “ See bro ! I have heard about a haunted account in facebook. It belongs to some Bryan B Westby. Want to try it ?” – I laughed and said “ No bro, I have better things to do”. However next morning I felt curious and searched out the account. It did not have a profile picture like other locked accounts. I tried to learn about his past life by getting into the account found that Bryan was a man who was addicted to facebook. He would post at least 20 times a day, be on chat with his collaborators and friends throughout the day and night. One day he uploaded a shameful video of himself by mistake which went viral in minutes. He was mercilessly trolled and teased till such time he could bear it no longer. He jumped from his apartment balcony. What became of him after that is not known but people since then say his facebook account is haunted. I was even more intrigued and sent him a friend’s request. I was extremely shaken when the same was immediately accepted. His profile picture became visible. It was scary face with red eyes and mouth. The account mentioned that no one should look at the profile picture for too long. I was a little scared and was about to come out of the account when suddenly I received a text in my messenger inbox. It read “HI” and it was from Bryan B Westby’s account !! I wanted to know if it was a prank by someone who manages the account in his absence so replied back “hello”. Then I started asking him a lot of questions about himself but to each question his reply would be a mechanical “Will you be my friend?”. After few minutes I got irritated and just texted saying “ go off you idiot !”. To this a reply came from him in a voice message. I played it but there was only a eerie silence in that at first and then suddenly an inhuman cold voice called out my name ! From that day on wards I hear him everywhere, in my school, at home, in the library, park, movie halls, wherever I go. I cant see anyone but I can hear him calling my name. I am going crazy day by day. No one believes me but I know he is there and following me. I don’t know how long I would able to withstand this. Please do not ruin your lives like me. Don’t go to facebook checking his account. Never send friend’s request to Bryan B Westby because then he might never stop wanting to be your friend from some other world.

PANDEMIC : COVID 19

An essay by Soumyadip Maity (Class 8)

Pandemic Covid 19 started in Wuhan,China. Covid 19 (also known as corona virus) is a virus that spreads from one person to another person and causes severe respiratory problems.Within a few days these disease spread throughout China and finally throughout the whole world. The government of all the countries started sending special flights to China to rescue the trapped citizens of their country. Many young students from India had gone to China to study medical sciences. The Indian Government send special IAF planes to China to rescue the trapped citizens. The Indian citizens who arrived from China had to go through thermal checkup at the airport. They were also send to hospital where their blood samples were collected for testing corona virus. The people who arrived from China were either quarantined or send to home isolation. During the first 30 days of the spread of the disease many people in India were not affected. But within a few days corona virus cases in India started rising.After China the country with greatest number of people affected by corona virus was Italy. Around some time in the mid of March the number of people affected by corona virus had crossed the 80,000 mark . More than 3000 people in China were dead.However around 25th March conditions in China were coming under control. The Indian Government imposed a curfew throughout the whole country on 22nd March for 14 hours. At 5 minutes past 5 pm people throughout India blew whistles and rang bells from their balconies,roofs and windows to show respect to the doctors and nurses who worked tirelessly day and night. The very next day Indian Government imposed a lock-down in 75 districts of the whole country til 27th March. One or two days later the government increased the lock-down to 15th April. However the government assured that the service of essential commodities would remain open during the whole lock-down. The situation worsened in many parts of the world such as Italy. Each day saw a rise in the number of people affected by corona virus. Countries such as Italy were facing a real problem. The British Prime Minister Borris Jonsohn also got affected by this virus. To stop community spreading when the prime minister announced a lock-down people made a huge rush to buy necessary commodities. Around 29th March the number of people affected by corona virus in India had become more than 1100. Scientists around the world were working tirelessly to invent medicines and vaccines for this virus. All news channels were holding daily discussions with doctors who gave the people useful advice. Below are listed some of the precautions :-
(1)Wash your hands at daily intervals with soap,hand sanitizer e.t.c.
(2)Don’t go near a person with fever. Maintain at least a distance of one metre from a person who has breathing problems.
(3)Cover your nose while sneezing (You can use a napkin)
(4) Eat healthy food to develop immunity.
(5) Don’t touch your mouth or nose without washing your hands.
(6) While going to buy necessary commodities stay away from each person.
(7) Don’t pay heed to humour on social media sites.
(8) Stay at home and don’t step out of your house without adequate reasons.
(9) Exercise at home daily
(10) Use a mask in crowded areas such as railway station. Need not wear a mask at home

The national celebrities urged people to stay at home .Many celebrities donated money to the government. The government was making arrangements of free meal for many daily wage workers. Many people from different states were stranded in other states.

The Closet

Horror Story by Aryan Majumder

I worked as a babysitter when I was 21. Once I was told to babysit for a couple who had a little boy named Andrew. His parents were visiting a relative. They told me while leaving “ Look after him well, he is a mischievous boy !”. I realized that pretty soon! the five year old was surely a mischievous boy. That evening, we ate dinner and while eating the boy was muttering to himself “ today he would tell me a story !”. I didn’t understand what he was talking as surely I didn’t have any plans of telling him a story. After dinner I settled him on his bed in his bedroom and I went back to the room where I was sleeping. During the night I was awakened by a loud giggle. It was definitely Andrew’s giggle. Surprisingly I found Andrew’s Bedroom room slightly open while I peeked out of the door of my room. I shouted from my door “Andrew, it’s late at night, go to bed”. Then I went back to sleep. The next morning I asked him “why were you awake so late in the night ?”. He replied “ I don’t remember”. Though I found that pretty strange I let that be. Throughout the day Andrew played by himself but he seemed more interested to play inside his room, doors locked. I was more than happy to let him do so. During the night the same thing happened. I heard Andrew giggle. This time I went into his room. I was shocked to find his bed empty. I found him in the big spacious closet that was in his room. He was sitting and chatting by himself. I shouted at him for leaving his bed and put him back. I was very curious to know about the closet. The next morning I went into his room and looked into the closet but found nothing. Andrew looked upset at my peeking and probing and was adamant that I should leave his room. That night post dinner Andrew went back to his room and I also fell asleep. Sometime during the night I head a loud “ T_H _U_D !” from downstairs as if someone had jumped down from the stairs .I shouted “ Andrew – is that you !” There was no reply. I shouted again “ Andrew, is that you ?”. This time there was a reply “Yes” but that was not Andrew’s voice ! It was a shrill cold strange voice. I freaked out completely. I rushed to Andrew’s room and was relieved to find him asleep on this bed. But the door to the closet was wide open as if someone has just stepped out. I ran a cold feet. I picked up Andrew and took him to my room. I called the police from my phone and locked my door tightly shut. After 30 minutes I heard banging on the main door. I was assured as they shouted “POLICE” and went down to open the front door. The police looked around and came to the conclusion that some stray intruder had come in and escaped .. I was extremely surprised because I knew no door or window was open in the entire house. Thankfully that day was my last day with the family. I left when Andrew’s parents returned. I swear I heard Andrew mutter “where is he gone?”.Till date I am extremely confused about the incident. I keep wondering “was the boy messed up that he talked to himself inside the closet !” or” was there some negative demonic energy in that closet which left that night ?

করোনাকে ছোট ভেবো না

A Poem by অস্মিত চ্যাটার্জী

একটি জীবাণু নাম করোনা
খালি চোখে যাকে দেখা যায় না,
শরীরে করলে আক্রমণ
এক নিমেষেই সংক্রমণ
এক থেকে দশ, দশ থেকে শত
শরীরে ঘটিবে অনেক ক্ষত।
এক সময় মৃত্য অবধারিত ।

তাই, করোনাকে ছোট ভেবো না,
ঘর থেকে বাহিরে যেও না,
বারে বারে হাত ধুতে থেকো ।
হাঁচি কাশিঁ হলে মুখ ঢেকে নিও
বাজারে যেতে হলে দূরত্ব বজায় রেখো
প্লীজ, নিজেকে বাঁচাতে বাড়িতেই থেকো ।।

Corona:A Report

A Report by Soumil Mitra

The world is on the verge of extinction. A massive extinction. Not just any extinction but human extinction! You may gasp at this,or not believe this. Well,this may not be true,I am just saying.
The death counts have risen. It is said to have originated in Wuhan,China. People say it has been created by the Chinese scientists to destroy their enemy countries. It is not a known fact. It is like the 1920’s when the Spanish flu occurred. It is rumored that every 100 years some great epidemic occurs.
I have written a poem regarding this:
                        Every 100 years
                        Some great epidemic comes,
                        Can we not get rid of it
                        Before it causes damage of large sums?
In India,a national lockdown has been called. Our Prime Minister, Mr Narendra Modi,is fearful of the health of the Indian citizens. Italy and some European and North American countries are facing huge casualties. Videos are being made regarding the devastation of the Corona virus. The medical staff and other related people are working relentlessly. The government are appreciating their effort by advising the common people to give them a standing ovation.
New technologies are being launched to fight against the Corona Virus. But no vaccine to the epidemic has been found. The doctors are battling against time to save the patients. The Covid-19 afflicted people are being put in quarantine. Only the essential shops are opened.
The police are punishing the ‘Covid-idiots'( a term coined by the people to describe the people who are not following the government). Anyone who is or might be facing the symptoms of the Covid-19 should be self-quarantined for 14 days. If people follow the advise of the doctors,then we might get rid of it once and for all.
Wishing the end of Corona virus,Soumil Mitra,editor of Kidsunfold

Who Was HE

Horror Story by Aryan Majumder

I was travelling to Toronto. The train was moving fast . “24 hours more” I thought to myself. In my coach there was another man called Gabriel. He was either listening to songs or playing games. I was engrossed in my book and was not paying him much attention. I just read on and on and on……zzz….zzz…zzz (I dozed off). .. Boom “ Hey Do you love listening to Charlie Puth “ – the donkey (my pet name for Gabriel) woke me up.

I answered a little rudely and answered “NO” in a loud screech. Gabriel shuddered at my reaction and said “ So what is there to be angry about ? You can say that normally “ – he muttered. I went on screeching “ You woke me up Jackass…Just look at the ….” My sentence remained unfinished as I saw a man entering my coach opening the sliding door. He wore a long coat. His jeans were dusty and he had on a pair of long boot. “ So young gentlemen, I had booked seat number 32, Can you tell me where is it ?”. “ It’s right there” – said Gabriel pointing towards the upper berth. “Oh I see, May I sit here?” the man continued. I shrugged and replied “Sure”. He had a cold voice, I noticed. “So gentlemen, your names ?” he continued. The rather excited Gabriel exclaimed grinning “My Name is Gabriel Heinz” .” My Name is Brian Esthier” – I added. “ Oh, I see ! Can you please come here  boy?” the man gritted out and pulled towards him with his hands. His hands were so cold that I stuttered “ Sir.. What…is..your..name ?”. He answered quite casually “ When I lived people called me Tom Abott”. I got scared a little but Gabriel giggled. The man by now had let go off my hand. I sat quietly and searched internet on my phone for a man called Tom Abott since I thought I had reached somewhere that he was a criminal on the run. What I found out freaked me out of my wits. It said that TOM Abott was a thief who had died while jumping from a train headed from Brampton to Toronto while trying to flee from detectives. It also mentioned a hearsay that his ghost boards the same train in seat number 325. He is heard to kill innocent people also on the train ! I broke into a cold sweat and started shivering. I went out and asked the TC to change my seat and he agreed. While I was changing my seat I heard the man in coat mutter “ Young Blood Gone “. Next morning when I woke up I saw people gathering around my old seat. I quickly wore my glasses and went to see what had happened.

I found Gabriel lying unconscious on the floor clutching his locket of holy cross in a vice grip. When he gained consciousness he could only utter “ …Tom…man…ghost…kill me …”. I understood what danger I had escaped last night. Till date I wonder what could have happened had I not changed my seat that night.

The Detective Part(II)

Mr. Hay

They set out when James showed him the house. Edward noted down everything in the back of his mind. A two-storey house quite old-fashioned. It had about 14 windows in all. In front stood an oak door. It had been worn away by the rain and termites. There was a ring at the middle of the door. There were also some eye holes to spy out on visitors. A dog is laid down in front of the door. Edward stepped up near the door and clicked twice with the ring. Suddenly the dog jumped up violently. Edward took a step back. The door got suddenly open and a whip cracked like lightening. The dog with head and tail down retreated into the house. A smiling stout man of forty stood there with the lash. He was almost as tall as Edward. He gestured them inside. Edward entered into the house drinking in the fact that how well maintained the inside was. No one could say that they belonged to the same house.The man said, “Hello, I’m Timothy Brown, the servant of Mr. Hay. Please wait here, I’ll call him. He is expecting you.” They took the arm-chairs. it was so soft that they slowly sank. They looked at the eloquent furniture. It was modern inside. He say a small button on the arms of the chair. On clicking, a bell started ringing.

“Ah, you see ” suddenly a loud voice pang out, “they are for the servant, It is used when I feel to lazy to shout.” They turned around to see a small, fat man with pitch black hair wearing suits, a diamond studded watch and a ring. He waddled like penguin while walking. He somehow reached them and jumped into the seat huffing and puffing. After deeply breathing he put on a smile and said, ” Hello Mr. Hodge, I’m Mr. Hay. As you can see, I am very rich. But I think, some international criminal is after me.”

“Why do you think so”, asked Edward. “I got to know by this”, he handed a paper to Hodge”. On it was written

W V A O W O A I T N

E E N U A U L V O I

A R G S N R T E V L

R Y E W T W H I S E

E D R E Y E G T I L P

—————-

A N T

R G

K L

I O

Edward looked at it. He said “How do you know it is an international gang?”

“The stamp on the other side.” Edward turned over. It was the official stamp of Germany. “We will look into it”, he said.

To be continued……..