Chapter-1 [The secrete]

Kabira [grand daughter's P.O.V]

I would take a stroll in the backyard, feeling the evening breeze with a hot cup of coffee and my evening fritters. My perfect evening. But every evening has a thorn that's why we say nothing is perfect.

There used to be a wrecked, old and a bit scary building. It seemed to be a decades old school . The wines of the climbers would reach the top of the building, the crakes were thick enough to fit my fingers, the fungus on the decaying paint would make it more scary, the blooming flowers couldn't hide the horror. I asked my grandma, that the building is sure scary, it seemed to be a school, why did it shut down? Her eyes widened as she heard me say. She looked at grandpa who was sitting and reading his newspaper. He looked at her assured what to say and he said "only if you wish to''.

My grandma looked at me and gave a warm smile, leaned and and kissed my forehead with her soft lips. She said "It's time I'll tell you but promise me that you won't tell this to anyone because my child no one will believe you." My mind filled with confusion I only shook my head