This thread was just to share stories - to recall the bygone times when we used to huddle together with our brothers, sisters and cousins who have come over for summer holidays and share Jinn stories and get spooked totally and then lying awake all night due to fear, sleeping until late morning and then waking up with dreary eyes to the screams of mom from the kitchen...and then repeating the same the next day.
Why do you have to get so in-depth, you spoilsports?!
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