Author: swathisharu

Hi guys . am Ending my story with this part thank you all for your support and views http://www.tellyupdates.com/?s=Swarag+Ghost+story Swara was 19, and she had been in college for a year already. Now, in her second year, she and her best friends, Kavya and Ragini, found an apartment where they could live together while attending College. As the college was far away from the place they live , they had to move into the apartment so they wouldn’t miss any classes. They were riding in Swara’s pickup truck and went to her mom’s house to get a few things for…

Swara stretched, rubbed the sleep from her eyes, and stepped out into the bright morning sun. Many of the villagers were already up and moving about. An old woman smiled as she passed. Swara headed for the center of the village where she found Ragini, Kavya, and Cheif Rajat. The Chief was telling a hunting story, but he stopped as Swara neared and smiled to her. “Good morning, Apawiwicicala,” the Chief said. “Did you sleep well?” “Yes I did,” Swara said. “What did you call me?” “Apawiwicicala,” Kavya said. “It’s your Indian name. It means ‘Sun Girl’.” “Your hair is…

When Swara woke the next morning, Kavyaand Ragini were still sleeping. For a moment, she thought the museum heist was a dream. But after checking under the bed and finding the peace pipe wrapped safely in a towel, she knew it really happened. She woke Kavyaand Ragini and the girls dressed, grabbed the pipe, and ran out to the garage in the back yard. They entered the garage, and Swara closed the door. It was dark, and they could barely see each other. The girls stood in a circle facing each other, Swara holding the peace pipe still wrapped in…

Swara pulled on her blue jeans, a pink tee-shirt, and black shoes with sparkles. Turning around, she said, “I’m ready!” Ragini was wearing a dark-blue superman costume with long cape. It looked like it was about five sizes too small for her. The pant legs ended just below her knees, and she was struggling to breathe since it was so tight. Kavya was dressed all in black. Black sweat pants, black sweatshirt, black knit cap, black wool mittens, and a heavy black scarf wrapped around her face hiding everything but her eyes. Swara stared at them. “What are you two…

The girls planned their adventure for that weekend. Ragini’s grandmother always left her museum keys on a nail next to the back door. Since the museum was closed on Sunday, the girls planned a sleep over on Saturday night. They could get into the museum, get the pipe, and then visit the Chief the next day. That way, they could give the pipe to the Chief before anyone even noticed it was gone. They met at Swara’s house on Saturday. The girls tried hard to pretend like nothing out of the ordinary was happening, but they were excited and nervous…

A couple of weeks later, Swara and her class made a field trip to the town’s museum. Swara, Ragini, and Kavya stayed together as they walked through the museum while the tour guide, Ragini’s grandmother, talked about each of the exhibits. Most of the exhibits were about the history of the town and the men and women who helped to settle it a long time ago. There were numerous exhibits about the Indians who used to live in the area, and these were the most interesting to the girls. “I wonder if we will see anything about Chief Floating Cloud,”…

Hey thank you guys for all ur comments. I may end this story very soon . “That’s a cool story.” Swara said. One of the warriors leaned over and whispered, “Yeah, except that we lost the pipe.” “What?” Swara gasped. “You lost it?” “It was lost three generations ago when the pipe was entrusted to a young warrior,” the Chief said. “The warrior was foolish, and did not understand the value of the pipe. He traded it with another tribe for a bow and some arrows.” “You should ask for it back,” Kavya said. “Unfortunately, the Chief of the village…

The girls stood and looked around. “Where is everything?” Swara asked. “All the buildings are gone,” Kavya said. “The city has disappeared.” “Oh my gosh,” Swara said and pointed towards the creek. “Those look like teepees!” Kavya squinted in the direction Swara pointed. She could see the staggered poles and brown tips of what looked like teepees. Faint, white smoke wisped from their tops. “Where did those come from?” “It looks like an Tribalvillage,” Swara said. “Let’s go.” They began to walk through the grass in the direction of the village. They crossed the small creek surrounded by a few…

It was something silly. He had looked across the room at another girl. She had been offended and had let him know. “I was only glancing in that direction,” he said. “Sort of resting my eyes.” “Oh I understand,” she had responded. “I suppose Curly hair can be restful on the eyes.” It had been nothing but it had escalated. No one would have believed it. They were meant for each from the start. They were both interested in the same things, believed the same, looked alike with blue eyes and light brown hair. Even the shapes of their faces…