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Darkness

Sia coughed, wrapping her hands around her as the rain drops hit us hard.

‘Sophie, I think we should go home. But how do we, in this rain?’ She asked me. I stood as helpless as her. She coughed again, shivering.
Sia is my best friend, more like my little sister. ‘And I am not letting her fall sick’ Something screamed inside me.
‘Here, wear it.’ I said, handing my wet coat to her. She glanced at it and shook her head. ‘No, you wear it. You may fall sick.’
‘No. I say you wear it. You realize it that this is probably the last time we are hanging out since you are moving far, far away?’ I said to her stiffly. She gave a tiny nod before wearing the jacket. And, now it was my turn to shiver.

3 years later.
I and Sia are still best friends, even though it’s been years since she moved to Scotland. We are pen-pals, we write letters to each other.
Bu the best part now, is that I’m in Scotland!!!
You heard me right, yes, I’m in Scotland.
Not that I have moved here or something, but my parents allowed me to come here to visit my friend. Sia’s reply, when I said her that I was coming to Scotland, was cheerful when a third person read it. But when I read it, I felt the difference. She totally didn’t project her true feeling in the letter. Anyway, she asked me to wait near a prominent graveyard where she’ll meet me.
Strange, though not truthfully. Sia is someone who loved haunted happenings, paranormal activities and ghosts and stuff. She might pop in front of me, wearing her Halloween costume, trying to scare me.
Whatever. I’m excited to see her though.
Time passed, until it was one hour past the time she told me that she’ll meet me. The sun was sinking and there was no sight of her. I was starting to wonder if she wanted to see me or not.
‘Excuse me, you are Sophie?’ A voice said in a strong foreign accent. I turned around to see a girl clad in a midnight blue dress.
I nodded. ‘Yes, but I do not recognize you.’ I said to her.
‘You are waiting for someone?’ She said, ignoring my reply. I nodded again.
‘I am here as I was told to pass on a message to you.’ She said
.
A message? For me?
‘Go on.’ I said to her, a frown appearing on my face.
‘You will find it there.’ The girl pointed towards the first graveyard. I stared at it for a moment before turning. ‘What are-‘ I stopped mid sentence.
The girl had disappeared. The hairs on my neck raised.
Strange.
Shivering slightly, I walked inside the graveyard to the grave which she pointed.
The grave was small and had a piece of folded cloth on it along with a note. I sat down and began reading the note.
Sophie, my dearest friend. This is Sia. I missed you a lot. It was very awesome of you to come and meet me, but funny you could have come a year earlier. You could have met me…But now you can’t, although I can see you sitting here and reading this. A year back was when I had a car crash. Which I didn’t survive.
I stopped reading quickly, my eyes filled with tears automatically.
NO! Sia has to be joking! She’s here, playing pranks like usual. If she had really..died, then how did I receive letters for the past one year after her so-called death? Sia is a childish girl who loved her little pranks.
I looked around, searching for Sia. ‘SIA!’ I screamed. No reply. She wasn’t there. I felt a chill down my spine.
I bent down and continued reading.
Very sad ending, I had. I know. I died in a very painful way…Anyway, we will never see each other again and it pains me to say that. But there is something which I owed you, Sophie. Take that cloth with you.
And with that, the letter ended. Tears dribbled down my cheeks as I picked up the cloth and unfolded it. Sia, died?
I gasped.
It was the same jacket I had given to her on a rainy day, 3 years back. Something which she didn’t have a chance to return to me, but now she has done it. A note fell from that.
Sophie. Its so lonely here without you, you know. I want you here. So I will bring you here. It maybe painful, you know, dying. But still…  -Sia
My eyes widened in shock. I felt my heart turn lead and legs become jelly. I heard a high pitched scream, screeching sounds. I spun around quickly, fear etched on my face as darkness closed around me completely.
….
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A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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