“Gyaaaaaaaa!” We all yelled unisono in almost the same pitch and started running out of the house without even any shoes on. Now we were barefoot, tapping our feet on the hot tiles in front of the front door like ducks on concrete.
“Is it really a ghost?” I asked both of them as they were more knowledgeable about this area than me. It was my first time here but both of them had already been to this holiday spot a few times in their lives.
“Well, the story is-”
“No story. You read too many horror books, Emm.” Marie Anne was again keeping her hand on Emm’s mouth. To be honest, it was quite a feat. Marie Anne was petite, so she had to be almost standing on her toes to be able to put her hand on Emm’s mouth. Emm was really tall. She was at least a head taller from me while I wasn’t consider
