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Who was him? Writcochallenge
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The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?


N.B. An experimental attempt,please give your valuable feedback.


The frost injected an eerie paralytic shiver,making her limbs immobile.She could distinguish her own breath amidst the grawl of torrential downpour.Her ears craved in harder to decipher one more strange tune which added to this aura.She heard whistling sound of a man,singing melliflously,a melody hatched in the larynx of horror.Or,was he screaming his lungs out,rebuking her?


A fortuitous thunder delegged her from the ground beneath,she was thrown three feets back with the strong wind that accompanied.The Silhouette sticked closer to the tempered glass of window.Even the glass shivered in misty fear.

She gazed at the man,as he started thrashing the glass from one corner.The rock in his hand cremated her windows in its overpowered predicament.She closed her eyes.She felt her breath taking a break as he rushed in screaming


"You Theif.I will prosecute you for intruding my house."


She never thought that the house owner will return the same day.She begged for mercy as the police van screeched to a halt in the courtyard of the bungalow.