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    Spooky 13
    Spooky 13
    Spooky 13
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    Spooky 13

    By APRATIHATA CHAPPIDI

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    Horror stories.Paranormal experiences.These have occupied the popular imagination since time immemorial.What will you do when you encounter a ghost in the classroom or find that your roommate has been possessed?

    From ghost nurses in hospitals to poltergeists in vacation homes,this epistolary novel narrates the story of a young medical resident who starts encountering paranormal activity in his line of work.When things get overwhelmingly spooky,he reaches out for help.Does his psychic aunt really hold the answer?

     

    Based on true stories.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAPRATIHATA CHAPPIDI
    Release dateNov 15, 2020
    ISBN9781393929437
    Spooky 13
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    APRATIHATA CHAPPIDI

    APRATIHATA CHAPPIDI MAKES DEBUT WITH THE BOOK 'SPOOKY 13' AND IS LOOKING FORWARD TO TELL MORE STORIES.

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      Spooky 13 - APRATIHATA CHAPPIDI

      LETTER 1

      Pearl.L.City,

      22-03-1978

      Dear Aunt Zephira,

      How are you?It’s me,your nephew, James.I hope that you and Uncle Tony are doing well. It’s been a while since you visited us.I miss you and uncle,dearly.I hope you can visit us in the summer.We can go to the beach, like always or we can check the amusement park that recently came up in our city. Cousin Will visited us last weekend,on his way back home from his business trip. He brought along his wife Tina and their twins.Those twins!They are quite mischievous, aren’t they? We had a blast at the amusement park!We thought that it would have been wonderful if you and uncle were here as well.The twins want to ride the roller coaster with their grandfather,Uncle Tony.I can already imagine the faces uncle would make.Oh,what a sight it will be!I bet the twins will love it.Do come visit us, Aunt Zephira.

      Now,you might have been wondering as to why I’m writing this letter though I usually hate this sort of correspondence.Well,there are a few things I want to tell you and the talk on telephone just won’t be convenient,what with everyone evesdropping on the conversation!So,I wish to talk to you through letters and that it be kept a secret between us. I don’t mind you sharing it with Uncle Tony but you know how tight-lipped he usually is! I hope that you respect my wish of secrecy. All right! Now,you might start wondering( or worrying, perhaps?)about what your nephew,wanted to keep a secret.Firstly,aunt,there is nothing to worry about.I am not in any sort of trouble.Please be assured.There you go.Take that deep breath.Breathe.Are you better now?Okay.Let us continue.

      As you know,I am currently doing my residency in the hospital. Yes,I know,all of you are proud of me.And I really am happy with what is happening right now.I’ve been learning so much these days. Reading from books is a lot different from what you see in real life.And sometimes,it gets really scary.The variety of people you come across is just...wow! You are aware that I have trouble speaking to strangers,right?But,over the past few months,I just grew out of it.It’s like I’ve come out of my shell.Like a butterfly flying out of it’s cocoon. Now that’s a good metaphor,isn’t it? There is a lot of work to do over the past few weeks. I feel exhausted every day.So, whenever I have time,I’m trying to catch up on my sleep.Now you know why I’m unable to visit you.

      In the past two days,the work was especially tough.It was only last afternoon that I could finally reach home from a forty hours shift including a night shift.As soon as I entered the living room,I immediately collapsed on the couch and fell asleep.It was around evening when mum returned home from her work and tried to wake me up.She wanted me to sleep in my room.After a few nudges,I managed to sit up,look at her,still drowsy.Then,I spoke something and fell back on the couch.Mum silently left the living room.As my head hit the couch,I realized what I actually told her.Wide awake,I sat up on the couch.

      I realized that I spoke something related to my hospital work. About injections or medicines.I was embarrassed. After all,such a behaviour is rare for me and usually,it was I who makes fun of people who mistakenly speak out while still sleepy.So,I guess it is ironic for me to be on the other end this time? Yes,laugh all you want.You can tell this to others as well.Dad has been laughing since last night when he learned about it at the dinner table.

      Anyway,it got me thinking.I thought that I’m unable to separate my personal life and work life.And I didn’t like it.Of course, you could say that I’m still learning the ropes and that I might learn to balance it in the future.I totally understand that.But,I can’t let myself off the hook so easily.How can I let myself be influenced by anything at all?It’s quite unlike me.I felt that I am fretting too much over work.If this keeps on going,I might become a patient myself. That thought made me shudder. And later,that thought kept me awake for the better part of the night before I finally fell asleep.

      This morning,it was another stressful day at hospital.It was only  in the afternoon that the work calmed down.As I sat at the station, writing discharge sheets,two old nurses sat across from me at the table.They were joking amongst themselves and laughing, all the while instructing other nurses about their work.They soon fell silent.I looked up and sat them staring at me.They smiled at me.I smiled back at them.They immediately started talking to me about their day’s work and somehow the conversation veered towards how long they’ve been working there.They asked me about my shifts.I told them that I have just completed a night shift.Then,the two nurses started whispering to each other and glancing at me.Curious,I asked them what it was.

      They asked me if I believe in ghosts.I laughed.They asked me if I want to listen to a famous story in the hospital.I was taken aback and stared at them silently,wondering what to do.But then,it seemed like they were going to tell it to me whether I agree to listen to it or not.So,I nodded.Then,they narrated it,taking turns and adding more details to it with each turn.But,as they ended it,I remembered something and this made me sit up.I was not sure if I remembered it well or not but that freaked me out.It made me restless.Of course,I didn’t let them see that.If they think that they can ruffle the young doctor,they will resort to other tricks.Can’t let them do that now,can I?

      On my way back home,I came across my friends and told the guys about what I have heard.They laughed and said that it was all just a made up story to spread some fear among the staff.They advised me to ignore it and focus on my work.I felt disappointed as I wanted to investigate it with my friends, after all.It’s been a while since we’ve all hung out together anyway.But,it’s a lost opportunity.When I reached home,luckily,both mum and dad were home.So,I immediately told them the story and what else I have remembered.But.....oh well! You know your sister,Aunt Zephira!She brushed it off and said that it is just the imagination of stressed people.And dad declared that there is no such thing as paranormal.They were not helping.

      Yes!Now you know why I’m writing this letter.You are into these paranormal things,aren’t you?I know all about your work with those séances and other things.A psychic,right?After all,my interest in paranormal is almost completely because of you.When I was  a kid,you used to tell me all the time that I have some sort of affinity for these things while mum and dad used to warn me to be careful

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