I was barely a teenager when I had the first collided with the other worldly people. Roughly a few years back, we had a school excursion arranged. It was 2017 and I was a student of class 10. When we had to face the situation (as described in this story) I had to solely trust on my olfactory senses. I was well accustomed to the ways of paranormal incidents. Today, whenever someone comes to know about my experiences and interest in the paranormal realm, I am asked "So ma'am, do you believe in ghosts?" and "Are you not afraid to loose your life?"-'Well, Who is not afraid to loose his/her own life?' and 'Yes, I do believe in the immortality of souls until it attains salvation. I believe that there is a life beyond what we see.'

I am not a Paranormal Investigator (neither do I aspire to become one in future.)

In this story, I have described my experiences in details. All the names of my friends,
hotel, and any such names are purely fictitious. any resemblance with reality is totally coincidence. So go ahead and enjoy the story!

THANK YOU,
SAPTAPARNI ROY

TheTrip

Mrs. Frost handed us our bus number and the seat numbers. All the six of us were allotted the same bus number, but I was isolated from my friends. The seating arrangement was kind of crazy, I had been allotted the seat number 20, while the others were given 30 to 35 respectively. "WHAT!?" screamed Angy. She was allotted seat number - to the extreme end, far away from my reach. "Why do the teachers do this with the six of us?" wailed Mani in despair. "Chill Guys" I tried to calm them down. 


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