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WORLD OF MEMORIES

It all started with the death of a prisoner by committing suicide .The cycle of misfortunes and deaths begin in the city . Its believed that it is the curse of a prisoner..To what extent is this assumption correct ? Or Is there someone behind all these ? Read the book to find it out .

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Chapter :1

A black car was blocked by a large crowd of people in the midway . "BOO! BOO! they shouted , the driver was trying to escape them by moving car slowly between people..

The eyes of the person seating in the back seat were filled with a feeling of regret, sadness mingled with anger and confusion .

*thud *...,*thud*, A person knocked the back window impatiently ." HEE..LP US " he cried and the pain and his desperate state were clearly be felt in his voice . The whole place was filled with cries .Though People were not able to see inside the car but from inside the person could see everything, the crowd , their pain as well as aggression . The reporters were also covering the news.

"What should we do now sir?" the driver asked with a worried voice. " Don't worry our bodyguards will be here soon " the man answered with a poker face .

Soon , some people wearing black dress came and started to distant people away from the car so that it can move ..

They hold people back terrifying them with guns. Now as they had enough space the driver started the car . As the car was starting to move *knock * a girl thumped the window " Mr Brian " it said , but soon the bodyguards took her back . The person just noticed a pink chained bracelet when she thumped the window ." Maybe she was one of the reporters".

The car left the place and in a few minutes reached the head office of police department .

As expected there too was a large crowd awaiting for him. Most of them were reporters , waiting impatiently for their bonus .

*sigh * he siged , "make a tight fist " as if controlling his emotions . He opened the door and came out , though the cops were around him to protect him . The crowd , reporters with the mic, the cameramen with flashing lights surrounded him . It seemed that everyone was more interested in making their telecast popular rather than worrying a out the conditions . " Sir, what is your next step? people are dying " a voice asked . The cops were preventing them from coming near him . He walked with an emotionless face ignoring everything. " Sir , Is police going to leave us abandoned in this situation " another voice asked . " Are you resigning ? Is it true?" ..." Is police afraid of gost?" ..."why is police not doing anything ?" ...the voices says . The camera flashed in his eyes. He finally went inside the office and the cops managed to keep the crowd outside...

" Morning ! Chief " the girl at the counter said. " Its afternoon, its already 12 'o' 1 " the boy sitting next to her corrected . They were there in order to have all the reports of people entering and leaving, and also the incharge of overall security.

But Brian didn't seemed to react, he went towards his cabin and switched the television on . and sat on his chair .

Every channel shows the telecast of his car on morning , the people having strikes at different places in city . The public was losing their trust in police . He then changed the channel again and again but everywhere the same news was there .

Some news showed the long lines of people in church, they have started believing it to be done by a gost...And the most disappointing thing for him was that the news channels are supporting this kind of belief .

"Huh! , when will they start working for public rather than thinking about their benefit ?" he mumbled with anger and switched the television off ..He was freaked out. Brian sat by supporting his head with hands and arms leaned on table . his position showed his

confusion and disappointment.

* knock * a knock at the door .

'come in ' he said . The door opened and a person came in , " Chief ! it's the time for the meeting " he reminded and went off .

Brian ,bit his lower lip and took a long breath to calm himself and walked out to reach the conference room.

*click * he turned the door knob and entered the room . The all five members waiting for him stood up and greet him. "Take your seat " he said with his husky voice. The environment of room was filled with seriousness .

It all started with the death of a prisoner two years ago . "Bloom Won " , the name every person in the city is afraid of , even it is believed to bring misfortune . She had committed a suicide by the regret of her actions of past . Everything was normal, no one cared much for real . But real tragedies started occurring after a year later . On the same day of her death , a boy in his teen years whose parents were afraid as he was lost for many days , committed suicide . He burnt himself using kerosene and a matchstick . This kind of act by a kid shaked the whole city.But it was just the beginning of the real chapter of misfortunes. At first it was taken as a random incident that occured on that day . The police had investigated over this case for a week and concluded the ultimate reason for it : the boy's parents were pressuring him so much to focus on studies and he kept on getting worse grades that he ended up suciding . The reason was not that covincable but everyone believed it to be , so the case was closed.

From that day till now a lot of people had found to be lost for some days and ends up being found to commit suicide. It has become a pattern ..The most weird part of the deaths occuring was that the body of subsidies has never been found to be in a good state like they were always damaged . They were always found to be half burnt . so many people are still missing , and their families has lost all the hope to see them again .

The police investigated deeply but failed as the CCTV footage showed nothing suspicious..the people lost were never found on the footage of the day they gets lost . Police ,then , suspected this work to be done by a murderer but then eventually the families of dead received a letter written by the suicides before dying confirming the reason for their act . Almost all suicides were done due to pressure and anxiety .

The police could not do anything and the cases increased. Then a theory came in spotlight . " The witch of graveyard " , The people believed that everything was happening due to the curse of "Bloom Won" . Her gost was doing this all , encouraging people to commit suicide . This way she was completing her revenge , Bloom , was now referred as an evil spirit and it was banned to even say her name..

Of course ! this was all crap for police but thanks to the media which supported such theory and now it Is one of the cause of today's situation . People In the city carry holy water with them ,wherever they go . They were losing trust in police, government. There was a great pressure on the police department for the security of its citizens .

" uh.. So , today's meeting Is on the matter of the case of suicides , what do you think about it ?" Brian asked .There were six members on the meeting ,of which one of them was he himself. " Maybe it's the gos...t?" a boy replied and then stopped as he felt everyone's dissatisfied faces .." Maybe the people are becoming over soft hearted that they can't hold much pressure nowadays " a blonde haired girl suggested who was sitting on the right side second seat .

" Or maybe pre planned smoothly done murders " a man with deep voice said not showing much interest .

" There are many probabilities, and we need to find the real reason . " ,Chief continues" so, all five of you are selected as the part of the investigation department unit " .

" And the citizen's security ? " the boy sitting next to him on left asked . " The other units are working for it ." Chief replied.

" So the duties given to you'll are " he said huskly and by holding the paper with his hands continued :

" ' Steve ' you will be the one to check all the cctv photages till now , there's a chance for us to get some clue. "

" yes ! sir " A boy sitting at the third seat of left side replied .

" ' Frank ', ' David ' and ' Lisa ' " , you three will be living like a commoner at different parts of city . observing every minute detail and sending daily reports is your duty "

" yes! ", "sure " ," sure" , the members agreed .

"And Emily" Brian said" you'll be studying all the cases deeply and try to find clues if any"

" ye..yes chief" Emily replied looking at him .

" Do anyone have any query ?" Brian asked keeping the paper on table , looking at them .

" Where are we three assigned to live in ? " frank asked fixing his chair . " you'll get go know about it " chief replied .

" Please ! do your work sincerely. Don't forget so many peoples life , their hopes are counting on all of us " Brian ended his statement with a "good luck " at the end .

Everyone stood up and wished each other good luck. A new spirit of working hard has evoked in them now . A flame to succeed was burning inside them " Our future depends on us now " david said in his deep voice boosting everyone up.

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It was 8 'o 'clock at night , Brian , shut down his computer and stretched his arms and yawned , he hadn't slept his full , for days .

" I'll watch over this place tonight " he said by looking at the picture of a location of city where the last dead body was found . He often was not able to investigate at day as due to the people , the won't let him to .

His face turned calm , and he opened his drawer by pulling the knob . Thereafter a black box of medium size , not too big ,of too small , was taken out by him . Brian closed the drawer and looked at that box . he opened it and a paper was inside it . The way it was packed , it shows how important it was for Brian . He took the paper unfold it...

It was the letter that Bloom had left before committing suicide. ,he read it and felt bad . Deep inside him he believed that the girl was never the culprit , he had seen something in her eyes which couldn't be explained , it felt as if she was hiding so many things under her expressionless face . A lot of secrets. He was sorry that he could never been able to find the truth when she was alive and now when she was dead he couldn't save her name from being spoilt as a witch or an evil spirit .

" This time, I'll find the reality " he said to himself motivatingly In a serious tone .

Then he packed the letter again and kept it in his drawer . Everyday he used to read the letter , to feel motivated before leaving the office .

Hey everyone ! As the author of the book I request you'll to share your thoughts about this book with me. It would be really appreciable if you'll suggest me some tips to make my story more interesting and also tell me about my mistakes .

i would be really grateful to you.

Hope you like the book .

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