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Cursed…..

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(Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.)

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Rimi was looking at the idol brought home by her dad last night. A strange scary idol, almost a foot long, made of bronze, it has an odd hypnotic effect. Rimi felt as she was staring at that, even the statue was also staring back at her. Why her father had to bring it home, she wondered.

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Sumit is running into lots of troubles lately. His settled business is going through a bad phase, market conditions aren’t helping as well. He is becoming an irritating fault finding husband which is the reason of his current marital discord. He is growing apart from his wife Namita, his 12 years old son Ajju is not keeping well for a long time now, and his 15 years old daughter Rimi, the situation of the house probably affected her most.

Few days ago his friend told him about this Aghori, a powerful tantrik, seems like he has all the solution of any trouble. Sumit never believed in all these, but he was desperate. As he met him, he didn’t say anything to him but gave a bronze idol and went to back to his meditation. He felt like a fool but he brought that idol back home anyway.

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Rimi almost jumped up from her bed. She was sweating hard; her clothes are drenched in her sweat. What a nightmare! Yet felt so real. She grabbed the water bottle and drank till its empty and then checked the time, its 2 am in the morning.

She closed her eyes and tried to recall that horrible dream. She saw her nails were growing and so were her canine teeth, she was turning into some beast, a monster and then she turned to her sleeping mother next to her, about to bite her neck. And that idol.. the idol is alive and grew almost a human size, standing next to the bedroom door, watching…

Rimi checked on her mother who’s fast asleep next to her. She has decided, as soon as its morning she will sneak out of house with that statue and throw it in the nearby river. Nobody has to know.

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Sumit was wide awake; it’s 2:05 am showing in his watch. He can’t believe he had a dream, a nightmare to be exact; oh it was a scary one. He hadn’t had a dream for years now but today. He saw he got up from bed and was heading to his sick son Ajju’s room. As he was walking towards his room, he could see his own shadow was changing, changing into some sort of ugly beasty like figure. Long nails, growing teeth and drooling mouth. And that statue, the bronze idol, it was alive and grown bigger, standing right in front of the room of Ajju.

Sumit lay back to bed again. Tomorrow he will take Ajju to a good doctor; his fever is not coming down for weeks now. And he will return the idol back. His senses are telling him there’s something wrong with that ugly looking thing. He closed his eyes.

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Namita checked the clock, its 2:40 am. It’s time, she thought. She was unrecognizable now, she isn’t a human anymore. Rimi hardly could scream in pain and horror as Namita came down at her.

Ajju was slowly walking at her father’s bedroom. As he was walking, with every step he was changing his human form.

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The Aghori was laughing madly in the cremation ground as few of the bodies were burning around.

He needs 101 sacrifices to reach his goal, another 27 to go.

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Shortest Creepy stories

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  • It was a fallen star on the north sky. I looked at it and an angel appeared in front of me. “Make a wish”, she said. I smiled and replied, “I already did”. The next moment she was in chain, screaming as her wings were burning.

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  • I was so thirsty; I walked down to the drawing-room at midnight, finished drinking from the bottle, kept it on the table and looked at the wall mirror. My reflection was still drinking; guess it’s thirstier than me.

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  • “What am I doing in a grave yard?” She asked.

“No clue”, I replied, “I just dug you up”.

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  • The little girl in my neighborhood sometimes makes me nervous with her uncanny abilities. It gives me jitters when she says she speaks to her dead father often.

Hope he didn’t tell her about that fateful day we went fishing  together; it wasn’t exactly an accident after all!

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  • When she plays around, laughing and giggling and whispering in the house, disturbing my peaceful goodnight sleep. Sometimes I regret the decision of burying her in the backyard, while she was still alive.

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  • She lovingly placed her hand on the surface of the table, which is his limbless torso. The four legs of the table, are his hands and legs. And the pen holder, ah! Her favorite, his head.

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  • As I reach out to my chest pocket to for some changes I could only find fingers.” Last night souvenir”, I chuckled! I should really stop forgetting them in my pocket, pulling out dismembered fingers in public bus isn’t a pretty sight.

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  • I love watching horror movies. Only thing bothers me is after watching them when I go to bed at night, I always feel there’s someone under my bed. It gets weirder when I feel the touch when I’m asleep.

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  • As I answered the phone, a familiar voice asked, “Do you know who I am?”, “I do”, I replied. As the voice in the phone start laughing hysterically, I was quietly looking at my cold body lying there on my bed, since last night.

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  • ‘I don’t know exactly, how to express the last few words of my life. All I could say is I was never good spouse. I guess I am ashamed of what I have done and I know I cannot make it right. May be this is the best way it can end. Sleeping pills and coffee. At least I would go doing whatever I love most, looking at her while drinking coffee.’

*Husband: “Honey, what are you writing?”

**Wife: “Nothing, just trying to copy your handwriting. It’s fun. Now finish your coffee, it’s getting cold. “

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