A netizen shared a spine-tingling encounter that his grandparents had when they were younger, with a demon who was pretending to be a little girl in the woods.
Here is the story:
This story comes down from my grandparents who grew up in a small town in Malaysia. This is one among many encounters with the paranormal in their lives.
My grandparents come from a deeply religious family many decades ago and Angels and demons are a real part of everyone’s lives.
My grandmother was 9 months pregnant with my uncle when her water finally broke. It was the middle of the night.
Unfortunately for my grandparents, their house was on the other side of the town river. Where lighting was poor and the roads were dirt.
To get to the town center to catch a ride to the hospital, my grandparents needed to walk across a narrow, poorly lit bridge and up a large hill.
An uneasy trek even when you’re not getting ready to give birth.
As my grandparents reach the river, they can hear the flow of the water and the cool breeze. My grandfather tells my grandmother to stay strong and focused. This is no time to be caught off guard.
As they are about to walk across the bridge, my grandmother hears a cry. A little girl. Barefoot and sitting on a rock by the river.
“Help me” she says. She can’t be more than 5 years old.
The little girl is looking right at my grandmother. “Help me, I have a splinter in my foot.”
My grandmother immediately feels a sense of motherly duty come over her as the little girl tends to her foot. My grandmother becomes very concerned for this little girl sitting on a rock in the middle of the night.
She approaches the little girl who’s got tears streaming down her face. As she reaches closer, my grandfather leaps in between them. He takes out a talisman and holds it in front of the little girl.
To my grandmother’s amazement, the girl disappears immediately. My grandfather turns to her and says “you know better than this. You know the devil disguises itself as innocent and inviting as it can.”
My grandmother begins to sob and thank my grandfather as they continue their journey to the hospital.
Editor’s note: That was chilling…