Whether its an unsolved mystery, a popular misconception, or sometimes just a big hoax urban legends are an inevitable part of any culture. But, plenty of these classic myths are actually true — and the truth is often more ghastly and macabre than the fiction. Even more interesting is how some of these fables originated. Myths have to start somewhere, and oftentimes it’s a dark chapter in history or a strange effect of our own minds. Sometimes, the boogeyman is real. And, that face you saw in the bathroom mirror? You weren’t imagining it. Here are one of the most popular urban legends still being told:-
My stepfather always hated me. When my mother married him and he moved into our home, my life became a living hell. He found fault with every little thing I did and was constantly shouting at me and calling my names. In his eyes, I could see how much he hated me.
Things began to grow worse and worse. I became my stepfather's punching bag. He started beating me at the slightest excuse. He was a strong man and I was too small to fight him back. Each punch and kick he delivered hurt me both emotionally as well as physically.And my mom was silent. She chose her new husband over me.
Every time I just prayed that I could escape from here. One day, I ran from my home. I couldn't make it as far when he found me and bought me home. As soon as we reached home, he said " Did you think you could escape ? " That night he beat me twice as bad as before. I cried myself to sleep. After that the violent escalated.
Pretty soon, he died due to an accident.But it is said that if a person dies before the time he actually had to die, his spirits haunts the place.And same happened in my life.
One night I was sitting in my room, when I heard" Did you think you could escape ? " It was his voice. My stepfather, who died 2 days ago was back.When I rushed to my mom, that he is back, my biggest fear is back, she refused to believe.
Every night he beats me bad and even bad. But no one really believes. Every night is horrible night for me. His spirit really haunts me, I want to sleep but I can't. May be because I can't find any solution. I shout loud but no one can hear me. I cry but no one can see this.
The another reason no one knows whats going on with me is that the wounds were gone every morning, there are no sign of beating me. But every body part pains a lot. But I can't prove anyone anything.
One day, I decided to commit suicide. I was not in a condition to bare everything again and again. So, I jumped from my balcony. And I died.
Time passed, I don't know how much . Suddenly I saw a bright light. I heard a voice announce, " It's a baby boy !! " I started crying loudly. Slowly, ever so slowly, I opened my eyes. A man and woman were staring at me. They were smiling from ear to ear. The man leaned down and touched my cheeks.
In a gentle voice, he said, " Did you think you could escape ? "
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