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Jun 6, 2021, 19 tweets

NOBODY BELIEVED THE STORY OF MY SCARS , WILL YOU ?

I have 10s of these scars and this is the story of these scars

Deepak and I grew up together . We were born in the same colony , went to the same school and were always together . I was 1 year elder to him but we were pretty much joined at the hip .
When we were around 10 , Deepak’s parents were expecting another kid .

I still remember the day Sneha was born . Deepak’s dad came to give us sweets in the morning and in the evening , they were sobbing at our house . Within few hours of birth , somebody had bitten off her finger . Yes , in the hospital . With everyone around

Somebody had cut off her finger . The teeth mark still fresh on her skin . But even that is not the strangest part . The strangest part of that she didn’t even cry . Not one cry of pain , not one tear . She was as calm as monk .
We then realized that she never

cried . Never . Not once . Ever since she was born .
But even that was not the strangest part . As she grew up , the things kept getting weirder . Deepak told me everything and he never lied .
One day me and my parents were on post dinner walk , we saw a figure

Crawling . I thought it was a cat . I tied to scare it away . It kept crawling . I went near it .
It was not a cat . It was Sneha . She had managed to crawl out of the house . We carried her back .
How could a baby of few months just crawl out of the house on its own ?

The house was locked , the windows were locked . How did she open the locks ? Impossible.
As she started to walk, we often found her walking miles away from home . She had no idea how she got there . All the kids in the colony were assigned shifts to keep an eye

For Sneha .
Deepak told me that he was scared of Sneha . Some time she kept staring at the walls for hours as if she was interacting with someone . She spoke incoherent words and made gestures at blank walls .
Everyday her arms has deep cut marks and

Scratches . Blood used to seep out but she never cried , never winced in pain . We asked who did it . She said it was that thing that she saw in the house . It was demon .
They took her to the psychiatrist. They said it could have been self harm to get attention .

Strange phenomenon happened in the neighborhood. Raw chicken and mutton started to disappear from the houses . We found crushed bones under Sneha bed. We told Deepak’s parents . They told us not to tell it to anyone .
Next dogs and cats started to disappear .

And their badly mutilated bodies were found around the neighborhood with blood sucked out of them . Deepak and I told everyone that we had seen a wild animal around which might hv come from the ridge .
Then uncle Shyam passed away in the neighborhood one night .

In the morning as they were preparing his body for cremation . They discovered his body was ravaged . Heart was torn out of his body .
Deepak and I found mass of skin and nerves under her bed . We told his parents .
After few days they told us that Sneha was not

Well and that she was being sent away to mental asylum and were not allowed to see her .
Deepak cried and cried . She was afraid of her but he also loved her .
His parents asked me to sleep in his room for that night to comfort him . My parents agreed .

We did not talk much that night and went to sleep .
I woke up with cry of pain . Someone was digging nails inside my skin , scratching me , blood oozing out . Scratching all over .
I opened my eyes . It was dark . My eyes tools few seconds to adjust to the darkness .

It was Deepak . It was not Deepak .
It was Deepak .
“ Deepak “ I shouted . “ what are you doing “
Deepak’s eyes were black . Pupil , sclera , Iris . Everything black . His nails were long and pointed , like that of an animal , his skin scared . He was smelling

Of blood . Pieces of rotten skin under his nails .
“ I am lala , the djinn of Feroz shah Kotla and I own this body of Deepak”
“ Deepak’s parents promised at feroz shah kotla that if I grant them boy as their first born , they will give me their second born and

Also hand me over their neighbors son , which is you “
They never kept their promise so I had to come here .
Sneha didn’t do any of those things , I did - living inside Deepak’s body .

Now they have handed over Sneha to me and told me that I can take you tonight .

That’s why they asked you to sleep here with me .
But I will spare you and take Deepak instead . That will be their punishment “
With that Deepak jumped inside the mirror on the wall and vanished . I heard a loud scream that pierced my ear drums .

That was the first and last time I heard cry of Sneha .

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