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05/22/2017

Hi admin,
This is the true incident which i had experienced, while i was doing my engineering.
To start up with, i wud like to say i never use to believe on ghost but somehow this incident deliberately made me to believe that ghost do exist.
This was the time when i was doing my engineering. I use to stay with one of my friend in a rented house located to the outskirt of badina nagar, adjacent to the house there exist cemetery where dead bodies are use to be buried after perfoming ritual although it didnt bother us much but always we use to have unprecedented feelings that something somewhere is not right.
One fine night, i was studying for my exams and my friend fallen asleep after residing few formulas, as i was fully engrossed in studying that i forgot that i have to sleep early. The time was around quarter past twelve, suddenly i started getting crying sound most probably of a lady not far from outside. I consulted myself by thinking another person would have took his last breathe and i decided not to investigate upon.
The very next night, my friend asked who was crying last night it was bit dreadful though i was pretending to fall asleep but i was not, then i told fattu! that was nothing you go and sleep. As the time reached 12.00 am, i started getting sound of dogs profusely barking at something as if they had seen something but it didnt bother much as i was busy in listenning songs and surfing net.To my shock the same continues even on 4th, 5th consecutive days, the barking sound from dogs as the clock reaches 12.00 am.
On the 9th day the most terrific incident event occured which had scared the s**t out of me ....while during at midnight the time was turning out to be 11.40 pm, i was busy solving some equation and my room mate was sleeping beside me....that day i left my balcony door opened for some fresh air. As i was not getting the answer i was fully occupied myself trying to solve those equation again nd again..i looked up in order to recollect the formulas which i had learned..and the moment i starred towards the the balcony i saw a strange figure someone's hand all the five fingers holding the curtain of the balcony door, trust me my heart skipped a beat only i cud see her(probably was a old lady) hand dark pale rotten holding the curtain and it was sure that that thing was not a normal human being as no one can climb my balcony at 3rd floor from ground and suddenly those dogs also started barking instantly as i kept my watch on the table i was shocked to see the time was turning out to be 12.00AM thatz wen i realise why they were used to bark alwayz exactly at 12.00 am ...i went frozen and all my body's part started getting numb i wanted to shout but unable to as the words were not coming from my mouth and slowly i started losing my consciousness by looking at her hand, but luckily my mottu friend who was sleeping beside me awoke at the very right moment for doing the p**s, he went straight inside the toilet without noticing anything and the moment i again gazed at balcony that thing disappeared i could not see anyone holding the curtain anymore. I actively runs towards at the balcony door and shut it with a loud thud and secured with possible key-lock combination present on the door...... adjacent to the balcony door there present a window with small patch of hole through which we could see the outside activities, i gathered up the strength and looked through that small patch hole, what i could saw was a darkish mysterious figure probably she was that old lady jumped inside the banyan tree and disappeared.....my friend came out of the toilet and said what the f*k you were looking at i said nothing man you sleep i didnt describe him the story as he was more coward than me that day i kept the lights ON while i went to the bed it was the most horrifying thing event occured in my life and after few days i managed to convince my friend up for an another room and we shifted ova there!!!!

05/22/2017

Ghost confession

As my mother was fond of watching movies in cinema theaters, thus my mom and dad often find time from their busy schedule to see cinema. Since both of them were working with PSU, thus they usually go for evening show. As there was no one at home to look after my sisters thus they take along with them on their bike (Yezdi 250 Classic).
It was around 9.00 pm when they started their journey of 15 kms for home. Usually during that Era traffic was nearly zero especially during late evening hours. On their midway which is a very secluded place it was absolutely dark and the only source of light was the headlamp of the bike when my dad suddenly saw a white looking creature sleeping on the middle of the road. My dad presumed it to be a calf, thus he honked from around 50 mtrs so that the creature gets up and give them some space to pass it. But to his surprise, the creature stood up with two legs and it was holding something blackish in its hand and made a very Wierd noise. Since it was a lonely place, dad believed it to be a thief and thus he instructed my mom to hold my toddler sister firmly and him tightly. My dad increased the speed of the bike and directed the bike towards that Wierd looking figure to scare him off. As soon as their bike crossed the creature it started running behind the bike. It was sounding like a grumbling bore and nothing much was visible in the tail light of the bike now. But my mom was bravely trying to scare him but all was in vain. Suddenly after following them 100 mtrs it again disappeared in the darkness. As my dad was an angry young man, he stopped at an auto stand and sent my mom and my sisters to home and gathered some of his friends to accompany him and trace that creature which he assumed to be a thief. His friends immediately took out their bikes to search the mysterious creature. Suddenly one of his friend asked him in details about the incident. After listening the entire incident he told my father that it will be a futile effort to go and search. Because as per his friend, few years before a guy committed su***de by ramming his bike into a truck in that very same spot and many people have encountered his haunted spirit and all the description were quite similar to what my parents have experienced. Just after that only my dad realized that how is it possible for a human being to run behind a bike just inches away at a speed of approx 80 kms/hr and that's too for such a long stretch. So, finally he returned home and narrated the entire episode to mom. In today's date, I often use to cover that stretch at late hours like 11pm. It's almost my daily routine. I haven't seen the spirit yet but I have felt his presence at few instances. Even many people have had such kind of experiences which once upon a time my parents had.

05/22/2017

A boy got a summer job working in a cemetery. It was not the type of work he would normally choose, but his dad was friends with the undertaker and had convinced him to take the job, despite his fear of dead bodies.It was a very eerie place to work and after being there for over a week, the boy still got the creeps when he caught sight of a co**se. Luckily, he didn't have to get anywhere near the dead bodies.His work consisted mainly of digging graves, sweeping, polishing and cutting grass. His boss, the undertaker, was the one who prepared the dead bodies for burial.

The scariest things were the vaults. Families bought these large tombs and every member of the family who died was placed inside the vault in a coffin. It creeped him out to think about all those bodies lying around inside the dusty chambers and secret rooms.

The boy gradually got used to working in the cemetery and everything went well until, one evening, the unthinkable happened.

While he was inside one of the vaults, sweeping the floor and polishing the nameplates, a gust of wind blew the vault door shut. He realized, to his horror, that he was trapped in the crypt, surrounded by dead bodies in coffins, with no one to help him. His worst nightmare was coming true.He shouted and hollered but it was no use. The undertaker's house was too far away and nobody could hear him. As the hours passed by, the desperate boy realized that he would have to rely on himself, and began trying to think of a way out.

There was a small open window, high up above the vault door. Unfortunately, it was much too high to reach. Looking around the tomb, he decided that he could use the coffins. If he stacked them up, one on top of the other, they could form a flight of steps.

After stacking the coffins up against the door, the boy climbed up them, gingerly, taking care not to tip them over. Just when he thought his plan was working, he stepped on the top coffin and the wood gave way under his weight. His foot went straight through the coffin lid and he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his leg.

Crying out in agony, he could picture the splintered wood and rusty nails slicing into his skin. The stack of coffins began to wobble and for one horrifying moment, he thought he was going to lose his balance and tumble down to the stone floor.

Luckily, he managed to grab onto the window and steady himself. He could feel blood trickling down his leg. Despite the pain he was in, the boy pulled himself up and began shaking his leg to free himself from the coffin lid. The stack of coffins tipped over and clattered to the ground.
Clinging to the window, the boy pulled with all his might and crawled through the narrow opening. He dropped down on the outside and limped towards the undertaker's house to get help.

The undertaker came out and found the poor boy lying on his doorstep, clutching his bleeding leg. He carried the boy to his car and drove him straight to hospital.

After the doctor washed off all the blood, he began to examine the boy' wounds.

'How did you get these injuries?' asked the doctor.

'I got cut by some broken pieces of wood', said the boy.

'But these aren't cuts', said the doctor.'They're human bite-marks.'

05/19/2017

GHOST CONFESSION

This is something I experienced 3 years back. I stay at Salt Lake, Calcutta. Before my dad's retirement we were eagerly seeking for a house or bungalow. After long time searching, we found a 10 year old bungalow in a posh locality in Salt Lake. We were just 4 members in the family. My parents, myself and my younger sister. The owner of that bungalow was eager to sell it as soon possible for some reason, he eventually sold it at a very low rate. He told to us that his wife committed su***de there by hanging herself and after the deal, he would leave India for ever.

Ever since we shifted to that bungalow in 2008, we would come across some mysterious experiences. On the second morning, while having breakfast, my younger sister Rita asked us if anyone of us had been working in kitchen, the previous night until 2:00 am. We really got surprised hearing this, we told her that none of us had been in kitchen that night. Rita, shocked, said that just at 2:00 am she woke up to a mysterious noise, it seemed like someone had been walking in the kitchen, moving the cooking utensils etc.

She thought perhaps mom had been in the kitchen, so she didn't give importance to it. But now she was really taken aback. We laughed it off, and assured her that might have been the rats in that old house or she might heard it wrong in her sleep. That very night, I had a terrible experience. Later that night, I woke up to a mysterious sound. At first it seemed like a woman crying in this house. It was an unfamiliar voice. The voice was haunting, it seemed like a woman was crying in deep pain. Rita was sleeping beside me, I didn't wake her up, I worked up the courage to leave the bed and followed the noise. After sometime it seemed like the voice was coming from the toilet. So I went near the toilet, which was latched from the outside.

I waited there for a few minutes and made sure that the noise coming from just there. After a while I opened the door halfway. The moonlight had lit up the bathroom. I saw a woman's apparition. She seemed to be hanging herself. I saw a long rope also. As I was watching her, it seemed to me she looked at me and extended her hand towards me. I cried in fear and I couldn't remember what happened after that.The next morning I found myself on bed, and my family standing around me. I told them everything.

My parents arranged a hawan to get rid of all the evil spirits. Thankfully, there were no such occurrences after."

12/11/2016

My girlfriend died. She was in a car accident. My mother woke me up the next morning to tell me. She was a mess and I found myself comforting her instead of processing what she had just told me. After she left it sunk in. I cried for hours. I started crying because my girl was gone. I kept crying because our last words had been hard ones. A fight over the phone.
The funeral was awful. I only glanced at her body. Too much make up. It made me ill.
Later that night I found myself hugging my pillow, unable to sleep. I fumbled for my phone in the dark. I read our last text conversation. Then I wrote her a new message:
Me: I'm so sorry, Ipsa. I'll love you forever.
I hit send and eventually drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to my phone buzzing. I looked at the time. 1:49 am. It was a message from her phone.
Ipsa: Forever? :)
Who has her phone? I wondered. I was instantly angry.
Me: Who is this?
Ipsa: It's me, Ipsa.
I was so angry tears started welling up in my eyes.
Me: Whoever the hell this is, please... just stop.
Ipsa: It's me, I promise. I'll prove it. Ask me something only I would know.
I proceeded to grill her with question after question. The sun was up before I was convinced. But it was undoubtedly her. She said she couldn't tell me where she was, but that it was amazing and she was happy. She said it was against the rules to talk to me, but that she couldn't help it. That made me smile. She said she couldn't call, but that she would continue to text me whenever she could.
For months we conversed via text messages, usually late at night. We mostly reminisced about old times. She refused to share any details about her new life. I didn't want to pry. I was just happy to read her messages.
Then she told me I should start dating again. I told her no. We started arguing:
Ipsa: I don't think we should text each other anymore.
Me: What are you talking about?
Ipsa: This was a bad idea. I'm sorry.
Me: No. Wait. I'm sorry. I can't lose you again.
Ipsa: I love you.
Ipsa: Goodbye.
I texted her everyday for weeks begging her to write me back. I soon found myself in the grips of depression. I had lost her all over again.
One night I awoke from a dream I was having about Ipsa only to find myself alone in bed. My room was cold and dark. I had left the window open. I grabbed my phone to check the time. 1:49 am. Zero messages. I would have cried, but I was all cried out.
I heard a faint shuffling noise coming from inside the closet in front of my bed. I looked up... And there she was. She slowly emerged from behind my hanging shirts and jackets, pushing them aside. Even in the dark her delicate features were unmistakable. Her dark, wavy hair bounced as she walked slowly toward me.
"Ipsa." I whispered. My heart was pounding. She didn't say a word. She just stared into my eyes with a sideways smile on her beautiful face. The moon coming in from my window made her pale skin glow.
Suddenly, my phone vibrated on my bed. I jumped. She stopped and looked down at it.
Maybe she can't speak, I thought. I picked up the phone and read the message:
Ipsa: THAT'S NOT ME

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