{"id":2260,"date":"2021-09-01T06:05:10","date_gmt":"2021-09-01T06:05:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ashrutpurva.org\/?p=2260"},"modified":"2025-11-05T11:15:49","modified_gmt":"2025-11-05T11:15:49","slug":"the-bus-stop","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ashrutpurva.org\/?p=2260","title":{"rendered":"The Bus Stop"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Samarth Singh II<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was walking down a street, when I saw an old man sitting at the bus stop with his head facing down. I glanced at my watch. It was midnight and I thought that it was pretty late for an old man sitting alone. I thought of approaching him and asking him what the matter was. I started walking towards him, my boots were making a splash sound as there was light rain. I asked the old man about the matter, but he didn\u2019t answer and started laughing. A chill ran down my spine as it was not a normal laugh. A demonic voice was coming from the old man. The old man turned his face towards me and started staring. His eyes were black. He started to smile at me as I saw blood oozing down from his mouth. I took a step back and fell. I found myself drenched in puddle water. But as I rose I found that my hands were smeared in blood. I stood up and started to run .After a few meters, the old man was not in sight and neither was his demonic laugh touching my ears. I ran home and locked the gate. Suddenly I woke up in my bed. The clock struck 7 in the morning. I was relieved that it was just a dream. Suddenly my landline started to ring and I answered \u201cRobert Lincoln here\u201d. At first there  was no reply. Suddenly someone started to laugh. I instantly recognized the same demonic laugh .I stood frozen .After a few days a report was filed in the police regarding a suicide in Lincoln residence .To this day an old man is sitting at the bus stop waiting for more targets to cross by.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Samarth Singh II I was walking down a street, when I saw an old man sitting at the bus stop with his head facing down. I glanced at my watch. It was midnight and I thought that it was pretty late for an old man sitting alone. I thought of approaching him and asking him […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":42,"featured_media":2281,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[55,56],"tags":[454],"class_list":["post-2260","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-55","category-56","tag-the-bus-stop"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t