The Haunted Tree

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Story of encounter of a ghost and a farmer.

Submitted: May 07, 2016

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The Haunted Tree

 

There was a tree in the farmlands; it bore the sweetest fruits, darkest shade and thorny branches. But no one dared to go near it as it was haunted and there were numerous rumours about it.

The ghost alone ate the fruits, enjoyed the shade and lived on the tree. The ghost was so heavy that he used to kill the person by placing his foot on the head of the person who would stand under the tree.

Once a farmer was ploughing the field with a plough, pulled by two steers. Soon, it started to rain and the farmer looked for the shelter. Only the haunted tree was nearby, so he took his steers to the shelter.

The ghost had been waiting impatiently as he had not killed anyone for quite long. The farmer and steers were waiting for rain to stop. The ghost slowly bought his foot on the head of the farmer, preparing to finish him perfectly; his foot slightly touched the head of the farmer.

As the farmer looked upward, the ghost pulled his foot back. The farmer was a wise man; he didn’t see the invisible ghost but still figured out that the ghost story was true.

The farmer picked a rope and tied the one end to his steers and made a tricky knot at the other end. The ghost had no choice but to wait till the farmer stands still.

Then farmer placed the trick knot on his head and stood still.

The ghost lowered his foot again and slightly touched his feet on the farmer’s head. The farmer was also waiting for this, as the foot touched, he pulled the tricky knot and the ankle of the ghost was tied in the rope.

Before the ghost could figure out what was happening, the farmer lashed his stick on steers. The steers were so powerful that in flash, they bought the ghost down and were dragging him in fields. His whole body was abraded by thorns of the tree and being dragged on the thorny bushes in the field.

Mud was all over the ghost and he was visible.

The ghost begged for mercy but the farmer wanted to give him the complete beauty treatment and dragged him in the muddy and bushy fields for an hour.

“Will you come back here, on the tree again?” the farmer asked the ghost who was still being dragged.

“I won’t ever, please let me go… please...” said the ghost.

Then the farmer stopped the steers, as he cut the tricky knot, the ghost ran away from him worrying that the farmer may change his mind.

Now, the children enjoy the fruits and people rest in the dark shade of the tree.

 


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