Khidki ka saaya

 “Khidki Ka Saaya” — A Short Horror Story (Safe for Teens)

Riya ek shaant hill-station town mein apni family ke saath rehti thi. Unke ghar ke bilkul saamne ek purana, khaali bangla tha jise log haunted kehte the, par Riya hamesha hass kar ignore kar deti—kyunki usne kabhi kuch dekha hi nahi tha.

Ek raat, jab hawa unusually tez chal rahi thi, Riya apne room mein homework kar rahi thi. Uski desk ki seat se usse saamne wala khaali bangla clearly dikhai deta tha.

Pehli ajeeb cheez usne tab notice ki jab bangla ki dusri floor ki khidki mein ek halka sa movement dikhai diya—jaise koi parda ko andar se adjust kar raha ho.

Riya ne socha shayad hawa hogi.

Par phir…

Khidki mein ek saaya nazar aaya. Bilkul seedha khidki ke paas khada hua saaya—jaise koi chupchaap usse dekh raha ho.

Riya ka dil tez dhadakne laga.

Usne aankh jhapkaai, aur saaya gayab.

“Bas imagination,” Riya ne apne aap se kaha.

Par jab usne homework par wapas dhyaan kiya, ek halki si tap-tap ki awaaz aayi. Room ke andar nahi—balki uski apni khidki par.

Usne dhire se sir uthaya.

Khidki ke bahar—the thing that scared her wasn’t koi chehra ya creepy creature.

Balki woh wahi saaya tha jo bangla ki khidki mein tha… sirf iss baar, bilkul uski khidki ke paas.

Aur sabse ajeeb baat?

Saaye ka koi face nahi tha. Sirf ek shape.

Jaise koi aadmi ho—par aadmi na ho.

Riya ne turant curtains jor se band kar diye, saanse sambhalte hue.

Awaaz ruk gayi.

Agle din, jab Riya school se laut rahi thi, usne dekha—

Purane bangla ki dusri floor ki khidki par ab kuch nahi tha. Koi parda bhi nahi.

Bas tooti hui frames aur dhool.

Jaise waha kabhi koi tha hi nahi.

Aur phir usne niche likha hua ek chhota sa scratched message

 dekha:

“Woh tumhein bhi dekh chuka hai.”