Mr. Nelson was busy in his farm ,planting and nurturing his crops. On a turn, he suddenly felt a shadow pass behind him. He instinctively turned found no one around except himself . He became a bit uneasy and swallowed a lump in his throat, returning back to his work. Just then, he heard footsteps , gripped in fear, he shouted.

" Who is there–Show yourself" He exclaimed, arming himself with a club. But then, no response or the steps–it felt like it all vanished with the wind, leaving just the sound of the tweeting birds. With an alert glance around, he again returned to what he was doing ,...