The Ghost of Woman (A Scary Story)

After a long and arduous journey, Shafiq arrived in the village of Hjhujia. He was greeted by a resident of the village who gave him a gift and told him to take you to your place of residence. She knows the road well. You will find my son Ahmad and Sirik in your room.

Shafiq put the modern imaging camera around his neck and mounted the animal with his bag in front of him. Al-Baghla started and Shafiq looked to the right and north trying to identify the nature of this village, which he heard about a lot and was associated with a woman named Hjhujia, it is said that the ghost is still showing sometimes. Shafiq could hardly see the road in front of him because of the thick layers of fog, but he was very confident in the mule who seemed to be able to know the way. Halfway down the road and near a tributary of water, Shafiq's bag fell on the ground, came down to take it, but the bugger completed the road. Shafiq remained in the midst of the muddy nature of the thick fog, trying to catch up with the bug but to no avail.

He walked a few meters to find two roads in front of him. He tried to calm his nerves, he is the adventurer who lunts behind the ghosts and follows them. What happens now is part of the game, although this is the beginning, but everything is possible and everything is acceptable. It is the pleasure of adventure and unknown. The time began to rise, Shafiq, and the night began to simplify his injustice, he walked the first way to find himself penetrating in the forest, he wondered with himself, this is then the forest in which the specter of women shows the big sickle or Hjhjih ... I do not fear, I Shafik ghost finder, can To be afraid of the road cutters, of wolves .. But ghosts my profession.

He climbed into a tree and sat on a thick branch to avoid predators from wild wolves and wild pigs. His bag was left at the bottom, and the camera did not break. He still carried it around his neck. It was his capital in his profession. The second chance is important to him, and he considered what happened to him well, may appear Alhjouijih near him, which is filmed from the top of the tree Sidon precious despite the fog, he trusts in the latest model.

Abi Shafiq, but to remain Mstqda Vvvtha even a second may pose a great danger is above the tree and not over a bed, nor should he miss the portrayal of the ghost of a woman with a large sickle .. Despised imaginative thinking everything he heard about this wonderful woman ....

In the days of siba or chaos, the horrific women's hysteria appeared every time a tribe invaded its tribe, when men seized the tribal goods from crops, money, ornaments, and raided women's beauties. The great sicklehead of the forest graduated at lightning speed and planted her sickle in One of them wanted to kidnap or rape women, then return as quickly as he could hide among the trees of the forest, even women and tribesmen did not know her secret or place.

The tribes of al-Hajujia have spread the word of allegiance to their tribes, and sometimes they have formed alliances against their tribe. This has weakened the Hjhuji tribe, but most importantly, the men of these tribes became at the time of conquest not thinking of winning as much as they thought of men. .. Which of the men will instill the big sickle in his head today .. Every man says in himself maybe I am. Thus missed the joy of making money and earning beautiful.

The years passed, and in each invasion a man loses his enemies, and the infiltration of the snake, like the snake, returns between the trees of the forest so that neither the enemies nor some of the curious people of her tribe who try to unravel the mystery of this sickle iron woman, who have been puzzled by them for years. Even in the harvest season, the weak tribes found the planting in the morning orderly, and the secret of that was, of course, their large calf.

On one day, the leader of a tribe who boasted of its men with a strong structure and trained in the art of conquest and fighting was furious with this leader. He was humiliated by this woman who humiliated his men. He decided to invade the Hijjah himself, but this time not for good deeds and women. , But with the sole aim of capturing the sickle.

The day has come. On the way, the leader was insulting his men, calling him a coward, laughing loudly. "I have defeated you, women of the tribe, yes, you are women of the tribe. Today you are raped by women who are barred from raping women," he said. You will give me strong men who make up for you cowards .. Hahaha .. Strong men compensate for those who accompany me now women. No one was able to respond to this authoritarian leader. After every meter they cut him, they were more eager to see the outcome of the defeat. We are still waiting for the leader.

They arrived at the Hijjah tribe. The fighting started violently. The plan of the leader and his assistant was to throw the nets at the Hijjah so lightly that it would not be handed over. Over time and the atmosphere has not yet emerged, the men of her tribe have shown great combat because the enemies are all their focus and focus on when the sickle appears. The leader began to lose his temper, and he thought of provoking hysteria. He went to the women's tent. He stayed there for a long time, and the men were forced to inspect him. They were surprised when they found him in a hole in his blood.

Back to our friend Shafiq .. It was a long night spent on the tree, most of the time thought of the story of the Hijjah and in its mystery, the night was not like the other nights, never thought that he would sit on a tree .. He came down from the tree trying to stand with difficulty, Or bent over the thick branch. He took his bag and walked, not knowing which direction he would mean. On the way, and fortunately, he met a sheep herder who showed him on the road.

Shafiq arrived at the place where he would stay. He met the man and his son. They said to him: "We searched for you everywhere, and he told them what happened to him with the buglet and dragged him into the forest.

The ghostly avenger of his labors relaxed. He spent most of his time day and night searching for the specter of hygienism that still comes out from time to time. One day and close to the valley, his eyes sparkled beautiful beauty watering the water, fascinated by its beauty and taking the camera and its images from afar, approached the girl and asked her who will be this beautiful black hair and beautiful eyes? The girl got nervous and told him I'm a tribal person and she is engaged, please this is the first time and the last time you approach me.

Shafiq returned to his room, looked at the picture of the beautiful girl, felt as if he had become a very sweet angelic face.

The next morning he returned to the valley, he was beautiful there, this time did not own himself, put his hand on her shoulder and wanted to kiss her, his river was rushed ....

In the evening, some shepherds found a dead body and a deep wound in his head.