In an old traditional house a young girl of about 24 years is seen coming out through the door.
She was so beautiful that one would call her the Bride of the devil, vibrant red hair like the sun,fair skin and beautiful eyes that looked like they were blessed upon her by the gods. One would often wonder if she was meant to be of this world and her name was Menaali.
Holding a bundle of clothes on her arms she walks out through the door to the open field to spread them, when she notices kids clamoring on her front yard "you tell her" the first kid said "no you" another one said pushing and pulling each other.
She walks up to them and they all went silent, "now what is it you want to tell me little one's" menaali asked "miss menaali you promised to tell us a story today" one of the kids said "oh I had totally forgotten silly me" menaali said holding her forehead. "now go gather around there we'll start now" she said pointing to a tree standing firm at the side of the house.
All the children hurried and sat patiently waiting for menaali to start her storytelling which she did holding her black cats which eyes resembled her.
Now what do you know about buried books.
YOU ARE READING
MENAALI
Horrormenaali sees everything. Menaali knows everything is that a blessing or a curse. Did she ask for it and why was even given that gift.
