My name is Aman. I’m am from Mumbai, India. The story which I’m going to tell you is a true story and it happened with my father’s younger brother, Manoj. This happened 20 years ago. Manoj was a careless young person back then. Every night he would go out with friends for fun and then come back late. So, one night at around 2 o’clock, after seeing off his friends he returned to his apartment building. There was a huge banyan tree near his building. He sat below that tree and started smoking cigarette. He was sitting there, when he saw that a woman out of nowhere came near him. She was wearing a black burqa and was also carrying a baby in her arms. She said to him and said that I have to go to this public toilet once, so can you hold my baby for a while.
Manoj was drunk at that time, and wasn’t thinking properly. So, he didn’t think much of that woman and agreed to hold her baby, he took the baby and that woman walked into a public toilet a couple of metres away.
But even after several minutes when that woman did not come back, he noticed that the weight of the baby in his arms started getting heavier. Even his size also kept getting bigger and bigger.
At first he thought that he was hallucinating because of his drunk state but soon the baby got so heavy that it was getting difficult for him to carry it in his arms.
He got suspicious, thinking that even that woman has not come back and this baby is also getting bigger and heavier. On top of that it was very unusual for a woman to be out late at night like that. Because the area was not safe for women at night.
He started calling that woman, but she didn’t come out, and then he saw that the feet of the baby became so big that they were touching the ground below.
He knew that whatever it is it’s not a human but some demonic entity. He remembers what his grandmother always said to him, that when any such demon got over your body, and just throw it onto the ground as hard as you can, and ran away from there.
He did exactly sane, and tossed that baby onto the ground very hard and started running towards his building. But as soon as he turned around he saw that the same women in burqa was standing there right in front of his building, and she had become as tall as that building.
Seeing that he got scared to death, and started running in the opposite direction towards our house. When he reached our house, he was dripping in sweat, he told my father and mother about the whole incident. I wasn’t even born by that time. After that he got a very high fever and remained in bed for three days. From that day Manoj stopped coming home late at night. Animated Horror Stories, Scary Animated Stories, Scary Cartoon, Scary Animations, Scary Cartoon Movies, Horror Animated Stories, Animated Horror Stories, Scary Animated Stories, Scary Cartoon, Scary Animations, Scary Cartoon Movies, Horror Animated Stories, Animated Horror Stories, Scary Animated Stories, Scary Cartoon, Scary Animations, Scary Cartoon Movies, Horror Animated Stories, Animated Horror Stories, Scary Animated Stories, Scary Cartoon, Scary Animations, Scary Cartoon Movies, Horror Animated Stories