Question

write a story beginning with I do not believe in ghost and give a suitable title to it ​

Answer 1

Answer:

Well, if you want a horror story then here you go:

I usually don't believe in ghosts. But one of my friend, Rishi, believes in them. He did not used to either, but something happened to him that he started believing in it.

One night, when he was waiting at the bus stand, a hermit came and sat beside him. Rishi started talking to him and unknowingly, he made fun of him. The hermit got serious and asked him whether he believed in ghosts or not. Rishi bluntly replied no. The hermit said,"What if I prove that ghosts are real?" Rishi replied,"I will start believing them." The hermit agreed and took Rishi to a graveyard.

In the middle of the graveyard, the hermit inserted a stick and tied a rope on it. He handed the other end to Rishi. He put some food under the rope and told Rishi not to leave the rope at any condition, until the hermit tells you to do so.

The hermit started the process. Rishi was a bit nervous. The hermit asked Rishi to close his eyes. Rishi did so. When he asked to open his eyes, he was shocked to see everything. A ghost was sitting in front of him, eating the food placed in front of him. Rishi dropped the rope and left the place. He ran to his house and narrated the whole incident to his parents. His parents were worried.

Since that day, Rishi has been acting really abnormal. This incident made him believe in ghosts. But I do not.

Wait.... Do you hear that? Probably just the wind. It's getting closer and closer...........

Answer 2

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$<p style="color:orange;font-family:cursive;background:black;font size:25/40 px;">..THE INNOCENT VICTIM!</p><p>How foolish I was to have believed that young woman! I saw her first near Lala Mouram</p><p>shop. She was standing there calmly, head held high but eyes searching for something</p><p>I would not have noticed, had my bike not punctured at exactly the same spot. She</p><p>looked worried. I went up to her and asked her if she had any problem. She was</p><p>quiet. I coaxed her and eventually, she told me that she had come for an interview</p><p>to our city. She slept off in the bus and had woken up suddenly at the stop. In the</p><p>rush, she had forgotten one of her bags in the bus and that bag had her wallet</p><p>in it. I told her not to worry and told her that the bus would be back at that stop</p><p>by 4 p.m. I also assured her that the people here are honest and whoever finds it</p><p>would return the wallet. She seemed relaxed and started to move. However,</p><p>I felt bad for her and offered her some money. She seemed indignant and I had to</p><p>coax her to take it. I gave her my card and said, "Take it as a loan. You can return it</p><p>when you get your wallet." Saying this, I gave her 250 rupees and went ofl, happy at</p><p>helping someone in need. I never heard again from the lady. I had almost forgotten</p><p>the incident until I saw her again. She was there, at the same spot. This time talking to</p><p>Mr Shah, one of my neighbours. I was angry but decided to act wisely. I walked up</p><p>to them and wished Mr Shah. The young woman seemed terrified seeing me. I asked</p><p>her, if she had found her wallet. She understood that her game was up and started</p><p>apologising. We threatened her with dire consequences, if she is seen around again</p><p>Mr Shah thanked me for saving him and his money that he had withdrawn to pay his</p><p>wife's hospital bill. I smiled and went of thinking how foolish I was to have believed</p><p>that young woman.</p><p>..$