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Okay so a few days ago I did a thread about an experience I had. Today someone shared their experience. Now I am allowed to reproduce it here with some changes.
Warning : this is going to be terrifying.
Warning : this is going to be terrifying.
This was around 2014, I was 21 and still living in Pakistan. We lived in a compound of sorts, 5 houses in one complex with the hujra in the middle. It was a Sunday, must& #39;ve been around 12 noon when mom wake me up. "Here take some medicine, you& #39;re still feverish", she said. >>
>I took the pills, two of them and a glaaa of water, I remember my body was aching all over, I could hardly hold the glass. mom asked "what happened last night?" I said "what?". "Don& #39;t you remember?" She asked. And in a rush , it all came back like a movie being played on fast >
>forward. What happened was, I entered home late like usual. I was sitting with my cousins before that in the hujra. When I entered home, I noticed the light in the lounge werw switched on. That was unusual, the family was usually asleep when I came home. But it was a sunday >
>night so I thought nothing of it. When I entered the lounge though, i was surprised, mom and dad were sitting in the sofas, completely quiet. I was taken aback but I thought i was making myself ready for yet another lecture. Dad nodded his head as if to say sit down. I did.>
>as i was sitting, i looked at mom and dad and they were smiling. Imagine the widest smile you can manage without opening your mouth. It was all starting to feel a little creepy. They felt...odd somehow. They were mom and dad, they looked like mom and dad but.. something was off>
>"is there something we need to discuss dad?" I finally asked. "You were never alone" he said, "what?" I blurted. "Don& #39;t you understand, you were never alone" he said and that smile.. i looked at mom and she seemed so... happy about something. I hated that look. "What are we >
>"talking about dad?", "You were never alone!" He said, emphasizing every word like it was supposed to mean something. And that& #39;s when I noticed the lights. They were so bright. I hadn& #39;t noticed but I had nearly closed my eyes. "You were never alone, don& #39;t you understand?" >
>mom added. I was trying to make sense of it, any sense at all but how do you make sense of a solitary sentence. "Mom! Dad!" I must& #39;ve cried "what is wrong?" I remember shouting these words. And that& #39;s when.. that& #39;s when my younger sister entered. Half asleep, she was around 7 >
>at the time. She had a doll. A rag doll that had plastic shoes. And she was dragging the doll on the floor. The plastic shoes were making an unholy sound, as if a steel block is being dragged. I ran, I ran outside but there was no one in the hujra. I lighted a cigarette.>
>i remember my hands were shaking and the cigarette was slipping from my fingers. I took a breath and entered back. The lights were off. I was reciting every kalma I knew. I reached my room and went to bed. All of this came in a flash. I asked mom "what were you guys doing?" >
>"we weren& #39;t doing anything, son." I looked at her quizzically.
"What were you saying last night mom?" "We weren& #39;t son. You entered the house late and you lay in the lounge sofa, you were crying and wailing. Me and your dad ran and when I held you, you were burning with fever.">
"What were you saying last night mom?" "We weren& #39;t son. You entered the house late and you lay in the lounge sofa, you were crying and wailing. Me and your dad ran and when I held you, you were burning with fever.">
>"and you were mumbling to yourself."
"What was I saying mom?"
"I couldn& #39;t understand but you said "I was never alone""
"You mumbled in your sleep all night too, the same words. "Don& #39;t you understand, I was never alone"".
>
"What was I saying mom?"
"I couldn& #39;t understand but you said "I was never alone""
"You mumbled in your sleep all night too, the same words. "Don& #39;t you understand, I was never alone"".
>
I figured it must& #39;ve been the fever playing games but...3 months later you see...well so my sister did have a rag doll. It was one of those dolls that you can record phrases and then play it back to you in it& #39;s voice. So 3 months later mom, dad and choti sis went for umrah and I>
>was alone at home. I came back late to home. Chachi had sent dinner and it was in the fridge. I went to the fridge and saw the doll lying on the floor next to kitchen cupboard. When i was taking out the food, i heard something. The doll. It said something... it said.. and I >
>knew it was my voice playing back on the doll. It said "you were never alone"
