i was alone in my room on stormy night story pls write story
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I was alone in my room on a stormy night, reading a book. This was my daily routine of reading just before going to sleep. At the age of 20, enrolled in university, my hostel looked more like one of those abandoned buildings rather than a place to accommodate those, who join university to further nourish their minds.
I was sitting alone, when I heard my cell phone ring, it was a message, I tried to ignore it, when I heard it continue to buzz, seemed like I was getting a call.
I ignored my caller, turned off my lamp and tried to sleep. That's when I heard a loud banging noise on my room, startled I woke up, and called out for who so ever was outside.
When I saw that no one was replying, I checked the door. Wishing I had a peep hole to look through into the hallway. I opened the door and looked from right to left, and saw that there was no one.
To my horror a dead body was lying beside my feet. I screamed and closed the door. I turned around and saw a masked man with a knife. As that man attempted to impale me with that knife, I closed my eyes. With that I work up from my sleep, sweating, thanking God that it was only a dream.