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"We can eat in the dark and tell each other ghost stories.
It will be fun." Karishma's eye's shone with excitement.

"That is a great idea" Nikhil said as the kids put together
their choice of sandwich, jam, cheese or cucumber with
butter. Some of them made sandwiches with butter on one side
and jam on the other.

Rajiv wanted to know what a jam with cucumber sandwich would
taste like." I like to experiment." He said pompously.

Rajiv's expression, when he tasted his creation, made it
quite clear, that it was just as disgusting as it sounded.
Nikhil sniggered. Rajiv sheepishly removed the cucumber and
quietly ate his mundane jam sandwich.

Once every one was armed with a few sandwiches, Sonali began
telling a ghost story. It was about a British officer who
oppressed the residents of the village under his perview. He
had loud clanging bells on his horse. Whenever the villagers
heard them they would be tremble in fear wondering what
cruelty awaited one of them. Sonali described how he
tormented some villagers in gruesome detail.

After much deliberation the villagers came up with a way to
get rid of him. Knowing the neighbouring jungle much better
than he did, the villagers managed to trick the British
officer in to going in to the den of a viscous tiger.

"Then what happened?" Nikhil asked, his eyes wide as
saucers.

"Well", Sonali said relishing the attention from her captive
audience. "The tiger ate him and his screams of pain and
anguish were so loud they could be heard in the village. The
villagers rejoiced, but that wasn't the end of it. He
decided to haunt the village for ever. The very next day the
villagers heard the dreaded clanging sound and ...

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