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Hi everyone, I guess, as normal people always say whenever they meet normal people, but for me, too much time has passed since I met normal people; I only live around spirits, demons, angels, and so on.
But you might be thinking, “How can I randomly lie about such superstitions in broad daylight?”
But believe me, these are more real than me, you, or your entire fucking bloodline. Well, the first time, I met a spirit when I was playing on the ground in my childhood, where I saw a strange shadow-like figure entering a house’s window without even opening it, and this was something that my puny brain couldn’t understand, just like every fool.
I also thought about looking, for how could any person just pass through the window without opening it?
So I sneaked into their house area after jumping the wall of that house and slowly went near the window, and the moment I saw that window, my sweat turned colder, as it was completely sealed, and that shadow was roaming in that house in a way too relentless way.
Seeing such a scene, my terror began to shake my feet, but because I was dumb, I didn’t back down, and in my fear, I started to feel every moment little by little around me, but while I was struggling with my fear, I heard voices of people from that same house.
So I began to feel that it might be just my brain that was messing with me, but soon the terror started to manifest, and everything started to feel creepy. I could see how that shadow was roaming between every person’s side, as if it were looking for something, but feeling how happy everyone was and how they were playing with each other, I felt that maybe that thing wasn’t doing anything to anybody.
But I was wrong; the moment I was feeling that everything was normal, I saw a loving family, a loving father, a caring mother, and a lovely child, but seeing it now, instead of roaming, that shadow was just creepily grinning while looking at them.
Feeling the terror, my breaths started to turn heavy, and I saw how that shadow merged into that wife and how her composure changed; instead of being playful like before, she was getting frustrated over little things, and in the shadow of those little things, I could see that wicked grin.
Soon those little things turned into bigger quarrels, and now those quarrels started to take a brutal and unhuman turn; the loving family started to look more like walking corpses, and those scenes broke into fights.
The fight between father and mother started to intensify by every passing moment; their blood and bruises were giving me a chill of the intensity, while scars on their bodies were shaking me to my core.
Seeing such lethality, the child tried to stop them while pushing himself in the middle of the fight. At a few moments, they both stopped, but then I again saw that evil grin on the face of the woman, pushing the child a little forward, causing the man’s hand to strike the kid hard, forcing him to the nearby table’s edge, and his head got hit on the corner of the table and started to bleed.
Seeing the blood, terror began to hit me, but when I was about to leave, I saw that for a few moments, I could see drool on the face of that woman, while in the next, she was pretending to panic with her husband.
Soon seeing how the situation was turning out, I thought about running away, but then I heard his wife’s cries blaming her husband and beginning to hit him, while Father was still looking in his senses and was still trying to take him to the hospital.
But the moment he touched the kid, his entire face turned pale, and he began to look blankly, while I could clearly hear the laughter of this strange shadow, who was laughing at this man’s helplessness.
Soon, in panic and blankly, he spoke: “Kid’s not breathing! “Are you hearing me? The kid isn’t breathing; he is cold as ice. How is this possible? How can we kill our own son like this…?” Saying these words over and over again, he started to feel the chill all over his body, and soon the blood from his wound started covering his own body.
Now seeing the husband like this, I saw for a mere single moment the woman’s face, who tried to wrap the cloth around his wound to force the bleeding to stop, but then again, her face turned creepy, and her grip on his wound intensified, causing the wound to deepen and blood to rush out more wickedly.
Seeing such a scene, she ran to her phone, and in panic, the wife called the ambulance while speaking in a taunting tone: “Sir, my husband hit my child to the point where his head started to bleed, and now my kid is bleeding way too intensely, so please quickly send an ambulance, and please also come with police. I can’t trust this man any longer; he is way too dangerous, So please hurry up—”
Hearing his wife’s words shook him to the core—seeing the dying kid in his hands and his wife’s words, which were clearly trying to frame him for such an accident.
So panic started to increase, and I began to gulp my saliva because the shadow now began to grinfully come out of the woman’s body, but in the moment I was thinking that everything might turn out nice.
I saw that he dropped the kid on the ground and took the head of his wife and started hitting it on the wall. Seeing such a scene, I began to shiver in fear, and I saw how his hands were covered in blood, while his wife’s scream started to echo in his ears, and in such voices, his panic and fear started to rise more and more.
So instead of letting go of her head, he started to hit harder and harder; even after she died, he didn’t stop.
And soon that shadow again came from the side, while laughing and screaming in enjoyment, and began to eat a strange white shadow from her body, and her screams began to echo in my ears.
While here I was shivering to death, and I was feeling I might start screaming now, there was no voice in my throat, I couldn’t feel air in my lungs, and I saw that shadow soon even started eating that little kid’s white shadow; my heart started to beat more vividly.
And after some time, I saw that soon that man came to his senses back and started crying intensely while holding both corpses in his hands and lap; in guilt, he started to strike himself while recalling how just now he killed his loving wife and his precious little kid.
Soon feeling shaken, and when he was crying, that shadow was laughing and enjoying his agony after filling its belly while the man was sinking deeper in his insecurity and brought out a stool and a rope from the nearby area.
And he knotted one end of the rope on his ceiling fan and then one end to his neck; soon his whole body started to shake after seeing the corpse of his loved one start to be covered in blood.
While his feet started to shake endlessly and the stool was also looking immensely unstable, seeing him shaking, that shadow started to come near her son’s body and went inside it with a grin.
The moment I was shivering and wondering about when it would end, the child’s body started to rise, and the man witnessing this scene was looking insanely shocked and shaken because he knew that child was dead for sure, like he had no pulse left in him, while now he was seeing that kid’s body was standing up and laughing.
Hearing his laughs, he was getting way too vulnerable, and soon he heard a gloomy voice of his kid: “F-Father, see what you have done; you killed us, you killed your own son and wife, Father. I am way too scared here; Father, come and save me! Father, Mommy is also here, and she is way too worried for you, Father. Please return to us!”
Hearing these words and feeling the terror, he had way too many mixed feelings in his heart, which had traces of shock and insecurity with guilt and regret mixed in his terror.
In his such shock, he also started laughing insanely, but in his such moment of chaos, his feet slipped from the table, the rope started to tighten around his neck, and his eyes started to widen intensely, and now he was just struggling and screaming while seeing that kid in front of him, who was grinning and enjoying his such pitiful state.
Soon that strange white shadow also left his body, and a strange-colored grimy light started to erupt from his body, and that shadow began to pull him down and chew him from limb to limb and organ to organ, but to my surprise, I could see his body was still hanging on that rope while a shadow who had the same face as him was being devoured by that black energy.
Seeing such things caused my heart to pop out, and I quickly rushed out of that house and went home.
Soon while being scared, I was tucked in my bed, and at night I heard my parents talking. “Dear, did you hear how the neighbor’s whole family experienced such horrid tragedy? The child suffered a wound on his head, and the wife’s face was entirely dug into the wall by her husband, while then even the man was found hanging.”
That loving entire family disappeared in a mere day, as if they got cursed by someone, someone darker than darkness itself!”
After hearing their talk and witnessing that scene, I became certain of one thing: that ghosts were real and everything existed in this realm only, and I had the tragedy of being able to see all of them.
