hy friends i am here with my new thriller story hope you like it.

in the school me and my friend henry hated a boy name charlie . because when we did something wrong he always tell teacher.
one day we stole some cherries from a tree.do you know who did it charlie?
it was Henry and winston.he replied.

later Henry asked him how he knew it was us.i didn't know he asked.i just felt certain.and I was right.

Henry and I grew up . charlie became a vegetarian and didn't drank alcohol.
when we all left oxford university.i came back to India.
after a year I came back and wanted to see Henry.
he was always happy kind and honest.
I wanted to see smile in his blue eyes.
and hear his happy laugh again.
so I went to visit him in London.
but this Time he didn't smile.he was miserable.his face was pale .and looked weak and Ill.

next part I will write soon byy