Narrative Essay About My Horror Experience

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Register to read the introduction… And I went back to watch my movie. Then it happened again after half an hour. First a gentle knock and then followed by loud and hard knocks on my door. This time I almost ran towards the door determined to catch Esha apu on the act but found no one outside again. But I didn’t waste my time standing there. I kept on running towards Esha apu’s room and found her again lying on her bed still talking to her friend. After another heated discussion Esha Apu decided to follow me back to my room and talk there on phone. She said, “Navila! Obviously you are not believing me when I am telling you I have not left my room or my bed. So I am going to your room now so you can’t blame me anymore.” I agreed silently but still did not believe

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