Are they dead? Really!

Its a nightmare come true You are excelled up beyond your imagination. You have entered another dimension, where anything can happen. To the darkest corner of your nightmares THE HAUNTED NIGHT!

We crossed another bridge. We were just climbing the hills for past three hours. I was feeling dizzy. Ritika too wasnt enjoying it at all. She grinned, Dad, please. I want to spend my summer in school camp. I am sixteen years old. I can easily take care of my self. She looked at me and said, and I can handle Sameer too. Every one started laughing except me. I said, And I am seventeen. Do you get it? You are the one difficult to handle. Saying this, I pinched her on the shoulder. She screamed. Mom nodded, Sameer, Ritika. Stop it you two. We both started laughing loud. Ritika brushed her pony tail behind her head. She was wearing a light green t-shirt and dull orange Capri.

I love my hair straight upward, loose trousers and cool jeans over it. Levis my favorite. Although we do fight a lot but we are good brother sisters. We do study in same school, I am in twelfth and she in eleventh. And this summer, we both wanted to spend our summer in school camp. It would have been totally fun. Even Raghini too would have been there. But no, mom and dad want us to improve our relations with those relatives, whom we dont know at all. And this summer, we are going to spend in uncle Rohit and Aunt Vidhyas house. The weirdest relatives of our. They do live alone on some kind of hill station. And we are rushing toward that. For the last three hours. Ritika frowned. Dad saw her from rear mirror and said, Ritika, you always spends your summer in school activities. This time we are up there. See, Sameer is sitting so silent. He is- He added but before he could complete the sentence, I puked out of the window. I couldnt stop that all in my stomach. Ritika laughed with her head down and mom turned away because she didnt wanted to see the scene. The whole road was bumpy like the track of roller coaster.

First we would climb up slowly and then would bumps down fastly. That was all going on for the past three hours. I still wanted to empty my stomach. Dad stopped the car near a Dhaba and climbed out of the car shouting, Oh! My car. My poor little car. See Sameer what you did. Sometimes it feels like, for him, his car is what more valuable than his family. He cares for it too much. Mom took us in the Dhaba leaving dad for polishing his car. Mom said, Sameer, fill yourself full before you vomit again. No, mom. I was empty and puked that much. What would happen if I do eat? Ritika looked at me with an ugly face and said, Mom, I wont sit with him. He smells too bad. I tried to knock her on the head but mom saved her. Every time she does it. I sat down on table having some paranthas for breakfast. That was all this place had. I dont like Punjabi food at all. Mom clicked, Come on, Sameer. If you wont eat then you would vomit. Eat it fast. Dad came behind us talking to someone on the phone.

He yelled, No, Deepak. I wont listen to you. You have to retain all the graphs and make our management with our costumers perfect. Dad and his old work Ritika whispered in her own style which do make me laugh. I laughed and gave her a high-five. After full heartily breakfast, we again started the journey. Well I cant explain it to you all because I closed my eyes for the rest of the trip. But all that I do remember is that after half an hour, we entered some kind of valleys. All that we could see for miles was green-green grass for miles. I was sure we are about to reach. Well, I had never been to my uncle and aunt before. But twice I do have seen them in marriages. I had heard from all the relatives about their weirdness and do have noticed it too. They gets scared if any thing fell down or any enter their room. I dont know why but some says they both are psycho. I am a bit nervous for living here for weeks, but its fine. Mom and dad too are here with us. If they hadnt, then I would have been scared. They say we should spend time with our relatives.

I agree with this point, but living with Rohit uncle and Vidhya aunt is not a good idea. But its okay because mom and dad are too with us. We are not alone at this place, I mean, Scary place. We reached a farmhouse with long green fields all around. The farmhouse wasnt that scary, at least from outside. Uncle and aunt came outside with their eyes locked on me. Dad hugged uncle saying, Thank you so much for letting Sameer and Ritika in for summer holidays. No problem, we are happy to have them here with us. Uncle replied in a tone like he wasnt happy to find us here. He was wearing a loosed Capri with long sleeved shirt. He was having a moustache and short straight hairs. His expressions always seemed so serious. Aunt Vidhya is just opposite to him. Colorful typical Indian suit. What? Arent you two staying here with us. Ritika asked. No, dear. We cant. Mom said. I gasped in shock, Then why did you lied to us. Dad announced, Because if we had, then you wouldnt have been here with us. Saying this, they both placed themselves n the seat and turned back flying a goodbye kiss at us.

Mom cried out of the window not to mischief and to study too. It is my board time. Soon, they vanished out of our sight. Living us there all alone.

I looked back at uncle and aunt, and engulfed fear through my throat. Uncle picked up my suitcase and said us to follow him. Aside him came our aunt and kissed our foreheads. She said, Come in, Sameer, Ritika. Its cold outside. How about hot coco. She look much friendly then uncle. With her long straight hair and light brown eyes, she always looks cheerful. Although she do wear dull colors. Uncle looks scary rather than cheerful. He has long curly hai tied behind like a pony tail and cool speck always on his eyes. He looks some kind of writer. We followed them silently. It was feeling a bit shy and embarrassed. We entered the dinning room and really, the house was one the most beautiful houses I have ever seen.

A long expensive carpet, beautiful interior, long red sofas