"The whispering Revange"

The Whispering Revenge At the outskirts of a village, there was a burnt हवेली, about which everyone was scared. Long back this house belonged to two people Ayaan and his younger sister Zoya. They were kind hearted but someone was jealous of their land. The village landlord made them pay the price by burning their house alive because Ayaan refused to sell his land. His and his sisters screams drowned in storm and by morning, both were declared dead. Truth was hidden. Ten years passed and suddenly, there were whispers. People heard their names being called from that haweli in darkness. People saw some movement in that house at night. Then started the series of deaths. Every person who was involved in burning the house were found dead, their faces looked as if they were very scared. The message was on the wall, "You took everything... Now I take you." And then fear gripped everyone. One day a journalist, Rehan, came to that village to find out what was going on. Everyone warned him to not enter haweli after sun sets but he didn't listen. He went in. Air was filled with ashes and complete silence. Hours passed and then a whisper. "Rehan..." He turned. There was a white colored girl standing near stairs. Burnt clothes and empty eyes. She pointed towards the stair. With fear in his heart, he started following her. In that dark room there was a person sitting. As he walked towards him, that person lifted up his head and then turned towards Rehan. Charrred face with eyes glowing in dark. "Ayaan.." Rehan whispered. "They burnt us alive, now its my turn." "But how will this revenge be any good ?" Rehan argued. But before Ayaan could say something, a girl stood beside him. "Bhai.. Leave it" Zoya said. Anger left his face. He realized that he didn't want revenge but justice. "Then you shall have it", Rehan said. Slowly that burning flame in his eyes died out and slowly that girl also died out. Next day Rehan showed the truth and people got punished. Now the haweli is quiet. Because sometimes ghosts don't come to take revenge, they come to get justice.https://amzn.to/4v2mp2wAmazon Affiliate Description Looking for the best products at affordable prices? 🛒 You’re in the right place! We carefully select and recommend high-quality products from Amazon to help you save time and make smarter buying decisions. Whether you’re searching for gadgets, fashion, home essentials, or daily-use items, you’ll find trusted recommendations here. 👉 Click the link below to check out the product:

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