Shibangi Mitra, a fifth grader, recounts the eerie tale of ‘Bhut Bungalow’ in Kallimpong. In the story, local detective John bravely explores a haunted house, facing mysterious happenings and encountering a ghostly girl. However, the suspense builds as John eventually realizes that it was all just a terrifying dream.
Once upon a time, in the small town of Kalimpong, West Bengal, there was a haunted house. The locals called it “Bhut Bungalow”. It was believed that there were ghosts which resided in it, needless to say, the fear was such that no one entered the premises.
One morning a boy was seen venturing inside the house. The young boy was none other than the local detective John. But the moment he neared the main door of the house the winds began to blow like a tempest and the door which was open all these while shut closed. John was scared needless to say. He had made plans to stay in the house throughout the day. But as evening neared he began to feel lonely, and soon due to tiredness he fell asleep.
An hour had passed when a mysterious sound was heard and John woke up. It felt like a little girl was weeping and sobbing in silence. Again the winds began to blow faster and faster. The doors and windows started opening and closing continuously. John despite all his courage was feeling scared. He felt that someone was calling him from inside the closed room.
With all his courage, John opened the door of the closed room. And what he saw left him terrified. A little girl was crying sitting on the floor. But to John’s surprise the moment the girl saw him she started to laugh weirdly and to surprise John even further the girl started to climb up the walls. Seeing this John could feel his heartbeat up in his mouth. He could not believe his own eyes. How was it possible? How could a girl move on the walls? John closed his eyes, he wanted to run away from the room. But some strange force was forbidding him to move making him like a statue. He could see that the little girl was slowly moving towards him and whispering “Ha ha ha ha- now it is the time for your soul to depart”. To save himself he shouted his last cry with all his strength. At that moment John heard “Why are you shouting in the morning, John?” John opened his eyes and saw his mother standing beside his bed. “It was just a bad dream, Mama”.
