Trapped on a Haunted Bus(Achu biju) I was an avid reader of horror stories. I loved immersing myself in the suspenseful and eerie worlds that authors created. But one day, the line between reality and fiction became blurred.

I was on my way home from school when I saw a bus that I had never seen before. It was a rusty old bus with faded paint and broken windows. Despite its sorry state, I couldn't help but feel drawn to it.

As I stepped onto the bus, I felt a chill run down my spine. The atmosphere was eerie and tense, and I could feel eyes watching my every move. I quickly took a seat and tried to ignore the feeling of dread that was creeping up on me.

As the bus started to move, I noticed that something was not right. The scenery outside the window kept changing, and the other passengers on the bus seemed to be disappearing one by one.

I tried to stay calm, but my heart was racing with fear. I knew that something terrible was about to happen.

Suddenly, the bus came to a stop, and a strange voice whispered in my ear. "You are cursed. This bus is haunted by the ghosts of the past. You will be trapped here forever unless you can save your sister."

I was shocked. I didn't have a sister. But before I could even question what the voice meant, the bus doors slammed shut, trapping me inside.

I panicked. I knew that I had to get off the bus, but the windows were now sealed shut, and the doors wouldn't budge. I was trapped, and there was no way out.

As the bus drove on, I saw ghosts appearing out of nowhere. They were angry and hostile, and I knew that they wanted my soul.

But then I remembered something I had read in a horror story. If I could find the source of the curse and destroy it, the curse would be broken.

I searched the bus frantically, and just as I was about to give up, I found a small box hidden under one of the seats. Inside the box was a strange artifact that I had never seen before.

Without hesitation, I smashed the artifact, and the ghosts disappeared. The bus returned to the present time, and I was safe.

But when I woke up the next morning, I was still trembling with fear. I realized that it had all been a vivid dream. I sighed with relief as I realized that I didn't have a sister to save, and the curse wasn't real.

My mother came into the room and woke me up. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she said, smiling. "You had a nightmare. Are you okay?"

I smiled back at my mother, grateful for her comforting presence. "Yeah, Mom," I said. "Oh my God, it was just a dream. Just a dream."

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