I don't know how many of you still visit libraries, but I do it a lot. One such library was my grandfather's library in Buxibazar. It was a large office library filled with books from all over the world. This is a story of a little girl who lived inside a book and longed to escape. As I was browsing through the books, I heard a faint cry. I thought it was coming from outside. Then I saw a little girl in a floral frock standing near the door. I approached her, but she ran outside. I tried to call out to her, but she ran down the stairs and out the backyard. I returned to the library and saw the same girl peering out from behind a shelf. Startled, I tried to get closer to her, but she seemed reluctant and kept backing away. Slowly, she disappeared into a door leading to a dark storeroom. Hesitant to follow her further, I picked up a book and heard a loud cry. It felt as if someone small was standing right behind me. I tried to turn around, but couldn't. Eventually...
This site comprises of "2minhorrorstories", true experiences of horror, supernatural, dark magic experienced by individuals like you and me, in and around rural areas. Short Stories narrated by your grandparents, your parents, your uncle, your distant cousin, your hostel warden, your building's security guard, your childhood friends, while standing in the parking lot, while covered in warm quilt during a cold winter night, or while drinking warm tea standing in the corner of the market street.