Not all children are expected in our world. We know of thousands of ways not to give birth to an unwanted child. And there is nothing surprising in the fact that folk beliefs have brought to our times many terrible legends about unborn children. Moreover, the ghosts of dead babies were considered especially cruel.
It is quite possible that the ghosts, about which folk art is so often narrated, are nothing more than a product of the strongest sense of guilt. After all, our imagination with you, tormented by conscience, can create the most horrifying images …
Our old ancestors believed that children who died unbaptized became evil spirits. The Slavs called them navkas. The root "nav" means death. Beliefs say that the worms on the back lack skin, which is why their bloody organs are visible. For this they were sometimes called "backless."
A surge in navok activity was observed in Rusalnaya week (the week before Trinity). On these nights, killed children were seen in the fields and forests outside the village. Navka ran and sang a terrible song "My mother did not give birth to me, she killed me unbaptized!" These spirits remember well the evil that they have done, they knock travelers off the road, luring them into the swamp and dense forests. And navki love to tickle to death.
Navka, at the age of seven, could have been saved. For this, our ancestors sacrificed livestock and performed pagan rituals. It was believed that after this the spirit forgot about the harm caused to it and was born again.
Of course, these are all legends and stories. But, needless to say, the ghosts of murdered children do not exist. And in our time, something happens that is difficult to put in your head.
I killed my child. Horror story of Christina's eyewitness
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It happened in the late nineties, when I was only seventeen. I had a boyfriend, Sasha, with whom I had a serious relationship. Everything was just perfect, my parents liked Sasha, and Sasha's parents liked me.
One day, I found out that I was pregnant. For me, this news was not the most pleasant, but I decided to tell my boyfriend about it. Sasha showed his best side, he promised to provide me and my child with a happy future, respectively, he offered me a hand with a heart. However, Alexander was then already 25 years old, he had received an education long ago and had a good income, so I could trust him. That's how quickly unpleasant news made me the happiest girl on Earth. However, this happiness did not last long …
My parents were against me giving birth and getting married at seventeen. They believed that first I should get an education and find a good job, and only then get married and have children. I will not talk about scandals, and how I often had to run away from home. However, my parents were able to convince me to have an abortion.
I broke up with Sasha, and did everything possible to forget about what happened to me.
A few months later, I started having nightmares: small, bloody children screaming in eerie voices. It is impossible to describe in words the horror that I dreamed about then. However, I began to dream these dreams exactly when I was supposed to give birth to a child from Sasha, and I thought that this is how remorse manifests itself.
A few days later, I noticed that my mother was walking half asleep, as it turned out, she had the same dream as me, and also every night. And one night, I woke up from terrible screams: the inhuman cry of my father came from my parents' room. It turned out that the same nightmares followed him.
This did not last long. One morning, I woke up and heard an unusual silence in the apartment. I went into my parents' room …
The doctors who arrived quickly determined that my parents had died in their sleep from a heart attack. How could two adults and healthy people die in the same night and for the same reason? You know what else? After the death of my parents, my nightmares stopped worrying. Only one thing comes to mind, my unborn child took revenge on his killers.
