Chinki has gone through yet another successful day. 

She has answered all questions asked at school, got back from school and finished her homework. 

She has had her dinner on time and set timetable for the next day, kept her uniform pressed and shoes polished.

That's what a good day in the life of the little girl in class 4 sounds like. But today had an extra challenge for Chinki.

She had been watching the advertisement of a new horror show that was about to start. Although she hated horror shows, she was determined to watch it.

This was a result of the little monster in her head. She spent a lot of time talking to herself in her mind. People outside barely knew what she was upto. 

She was a shy introvert girl, scared to be judged and barely opened up. Only the little monster knew her fears, her strengths, her secrets and her problems.

Little monster had dared her to do this. Chinki had to watch half an hour of horror show all alone and she could not mute the show in between.

The clock struck 9 times to indicate the start of the show. She slowly walked outside the room towards the drawing room, squeezing her blanket in both hands. She picked the remote and changed the channel.

'Aaaaa Aaaaa...' The show began. She looked around but there was no one. She turned to the TV to see an old worn clock in front of an old worn haveli... It had a huge lawn that looked spooky in the light of the single lamppost located far away..

Chinki put the blanket on her head and heard footsteps approaching a girl seated on a bench near a huge tree. She covered her face to avoid being scared and just then heard a scream.

Chinki squeezed her eyes and tried to close her ears that were already holding the blanket. She dint move for five minutes and opened her eyes and took off the blanket only when she heard the sparrows chirping...

A servant was serving tea to a man seated in a lawn. He seemed disturbed and his hsbds shook as he placed the tea cup and tray of biscuits on the table. "Kya hua kaka?" asked the man. 

"Saahab, gao se chitthi aayi hai, ma beemar hai. Mujhe Jaana padega" he said in a shaky voice. 

"Arey, toh isme jhijhak kaisi?, ye lijiye kuch paise, jaiye" came the reply.

The servant took the money, turned and gave a wicked side smile looking at the camera. 'This fellow is crooked' Chinki told to little monster.

It was night again. 'How does night fall so soon?' she asked little monster. She gripped her blanket again trying to cover her eyes that stared at the TV.

This time the girl was sitting in the same place and was whispering something. The whispers grew louder as footsteps approached the bench and slash.... There was a splash of blood on the tree...

Chinki closed her eyes again and waited for the morning scene. Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder and she screamed. "Don't watch it if you get scared" her father said. 

He switched the TV off and told her to go and sleep. She quietly got up wondering what had happened and whose blood it was on the tree.....