The stars twinkled in the sky and the crescent of the moon sent a ray of light on to the group hurdled together on the downstairs veranda. We sat with the older siblings, it was a balmy night, the mosquitoes sang in our ears as we listened to the ghost stories. Although we the young ones were afraid just listening to the details, the thought of walking the short distance of the darkly lit passage to the stairs and up to our bedrooms was scarier..
After we couldn’t take much more, we plucked up the courage to go. As we were half way down the passage we heard the noise and saw something which frightened us, we screamed so loudly everyone came out of their apartments. It was one of our neighbours playing a prank.