Table par pari candle hmesha ratt k waqat khud jal jati thi or us ke pass para box tab tak hilta jab tak woh candle bhuj na jaye… sarim jo ke apartment mai naya shift hoa tha is btt ko zada ignore hi krta tha..
Ek sham jesy hi ghari ny 7 bjaye box ny hilna start krdia par is bar candle khud nahe jali Sarim jo sofy pr betha book parh raha tha box ky musalsal hilny ki wajah sy thora sa ghabraya..
Us ny socha is candle or is box ko bahir phenk hi deta hun. Sarim ne hichkichate huye box ko haath lagaya hi tha ke ek halki si bachi ki hansi kamray mein gunji. Usne foran apna haath peeche kheench liya aur bechaini se chaaron taraf dekhne laga.
“Shayad pados ke bachay honge…” usne apne aap ko samjhaya, lekin us hansi mein kuch aisa tha jo unnatural lag raha tha—jaise directly uske kaanon mein phusphusayi ho.
Usne gehri saans le kar box uthaya aur phir nazar anjaane mein saamne ke mirror par pad gayi.
Mirror mein usne dekha—uske bilkul peeche ek chhota bacha khada tha. Safed kapdon mein, sir jhuka hua. Aur woh apne chhote chhote haathon se candle ko bar-bar jalane ki koshish kar raha tha…
Sarim ne turant palat kar dekha—kamra bilkul khaali tha.
Wapas mirror mein dekha—bacha ab bhi wahan tha. Iss baar uska chehra uth gaya tha… aur uski kali kali aankhen seedha Sarim ki taraf thi.
Achanak box uske haath se chhoot kar zameen par gir gaya aur khud-ba-khud zor-zor se hilne laga.
Saath hi candle table par apne aap jal uthti hai.
Sarim ka dil dhak-dhak kar raha tha. Usne darwaza khol kar bhaagne ki koshish ki—lekin handle ghoom hi nahi raha tha. Peeche se ek halki bachpan wali awaaz aayi:“Agar candle bujh gayi… to main chala jaunga. Tumhare saath.”
Ye the meri mini si horror story or in jesi stories ko khty hain “mini tales” or asi stories hmesha suspense k sath he khtm hoti hai or agr ap chahty hain k mai apk lye asi eh mini tales likhti rhon tw comment section ma zror btayen ma hun apki dost DAY DREAMER🕊️
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