| json_metadata | "{"app":"musing/1.1","appTags":["life"],"appCategory":"life","appTitle":"What is the scariest thing that has ever happened to you?","appBody":"<p>I have to admit that I had been scared many times in my life. But this one incident takes the top spot. </p>\n<p>I was in school at that time, doing my 12th grade studies. That year we had to make a science project for each physics, Chemistry and Biology. We were a group of 5 students and needless to say we wasted a lot of time playing cricket and the deadline for submission was nearing in. Finally, with 3 days left we started the project and completed the Physics and Chemistry deal done. The only thing left was Biology. For which we were doing something related to soil erosion (I can't remember the actual project name). Anyway, It was night before the day of submission and we all stayed late. I was giving the finishing touch to the project in the lab for which we have gotten the permission. People started leaving for their home until me and my close friend stayed there till the completion. It was already 0930PM, So we too decided to call it a day. </p>\n<p>My friend being a dick started telling me all the spooky stories involving ghost and the dead as a pastime. He was living nearby while I had to travel a good distance. I managed to catch the last bus which was almost empty. The stories were disturbing and I wasn't able to keep clam. I wanted to reach home as quickly as I can. My home was at a distance of 1KM from the bus-stop with a two houses in between. One was occupied by an old lady and second was empty as those people were out of town. I started walking down the road which thankfully was illuminated by the street lamps. I was walking fast and then I noticed a stray dog was following me, I picked up a the pace. I crossed the old lady house and was about to reach the second mark. When everything went completely dark. All the streetlamp were off. I felt cold. That's when I saw a floating white figure near the old lady house. </p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p><img src=\"https://rashmikamath.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/dark_street.jpg\" /></p>\n<p>[Image Source](https://rashmikamath.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/dark_street.jpg)</p>\n<p>Next thing I know, I was about to break the sound barrier. I ran so fast that I would have been the record holder for the fastest man, if this was to be an olympic event. And within a few moments I was home. No sweat or anything just breathing heavily. Mom scolded me for staying out so late, Dad was happy that I was finally taking my studies seriously. Needless to say I was down with fever the next day. I didn't know what I saw that night and It was bugging me. I told no one because then I would become the origin point of a spooky story. </p>\n<p>The day after one my way to school I saw the ghost again in the form of white shirt hanging dry in the cable near the old lady's house.</p>\n<p><br></p>\n<p><br></p>","appDepth":2,"appParentPermlink":"fka499xaw","appParentAuthor":"favourpage","musingAppId":"aU2p3C3a8N","musingAppVersion":"1.1","musingPostType":"answer"}" |
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