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    • Sep 5
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Anklet

By Sreemoyee Mitra



The noise of the anklet has been disturbing Shreya’s sleep since three days. Irritated she came down the forth night and locked the door of the bedroom very hard. The noise didn’t stop but now was bearable. She needs a new plan or else they won’t leave. It was a tough job scaring people these days. She murmured in disgust “Humans” and went back to her attic.


By Sreemoyee Mitra



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