Sweety's tales of horror part-2

At the door step was standing her cousins Daisy, Lily and their parents. They had come to spend their summer holiday with their grand mother. Sweety called her grand mother. All of them had tea that evening. After Sweety's Uncle and Aunt left. Sweety asked her grand mother

"Can Lily sleep in my room grandma"

"Yes, that is if she agrees."

Then Lily said,

"I agree"

Daisy asked in distress,

"Then What about me?"

"You can sleep in the room next to mine."

Replied their Grand mother.

Daisy frowned at them.

After dinner their grand mother praised Lily and Sweety for eating all the vegetables. She showed Daisy them as examples on how to eat.

About mid night their was a knock on Sweety's room door. Lilly woke up and opened it. but their was no one.

Lily got scared and woke Sweety up, she left the door open. Sweety asked

"What's wrong?"

"Their was a knock on the door, but when I opened it there was no one"

"It might just be a dream"

"Lies"

Shouted an anonymous voice...

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