A ghostly figure. She was a witch. Her eyes weren't blinking and she was staring at me. Fortunately I had worn my Jainism locket. She touched me and retreated back. I was saved because of Mahavir Swami. Then I chanted Jain mantras and she suddenly disappeared. That's when my beleif in God strengthened. Here's your second prompt for #YoStoWriMo Day 13. Collab and write a horror story titled 'The New House'. Post longer stories in the caption. No word limit. No language bar. Post in any language. #TheNewHouse #FearofTheDark #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
