I ran back to the coach pulled my bed sheet up and lay down trying to forget the fear but it was not going to leave me. The shreak grew louder and more intense. I started to tremble, I could feel huge beads of sweat running down my forehead. My heart was beating faster now. I felt that my heart would stop beating now if it ran so fast. I picked up the courage and slowly walked towards the window and moved the curtains to peep out.

My heart missed a beat and I gave a louder shreak than the one I had heard before. The powers came on at the same time maybe god had sensed it that if he left me like this anymore I would die of fear. A girl was standing just outside my window blood stained. My blood became cold I froze at this sight. No I could not move, I was so much in fear that my mind had switched off, remembered the stories my colleagues had told me before I booked the cottage.

They had told me that a young girl had been murdered brutally by her landlord and that her ghost was still there roaming awaiting his arrival to revenge on him. Many people who have stayed in this cottage have told that they have heard the screams and shouts of a girl faraway and they believe that the blood stained girl even keeps knocking at the door sometimes crying for help. And after many such incidents people stopped renting this cottage, which was why I could find this cottage at a very reasonable rate. I never believed in ghosts and all these stories just seemed funny to me, and I laughed and made fun of them. This was one of the reasons why I took up this cottage and challenged to stay alone here to show everyone that ghosts do not exist. I now thought that I was a fool and I have encountered a ghost and the ghosts do exist. How can I not believe I had really seen the girl right in front of me.