Paranormal Stories : The Ghosts of my House

What are Ghosts? In folklore, a ghost is the soul or spirit of a dead person or animal that can appear to the living. In ghost lore, descriptions of ghosts vary widely from an invisible presence to translucent or barely visible wispy shapes, to realistic, lifelike forms. The fact remains that whether they exist or not, there are wide stories available on ghost sightings, some of which I am going to tell you today, hope you like it.

It’s the year of 2006, I am merely a 7 year old kid. Dad’s not at home, he is at the office. I remember sitting on the floor playing with my usual toys, some diecast models. Mom and my Uncle are sitting on the sofa conversing in topics I didn’t care about. It is about 11 pm. We live in a Government apartment with one bedroom, and in between our bedroom and the kitchen, there is a small corridor, it is always dark. I get up, go to the washroom, turn the light on, and feel a very eerie feeling. It’s not winter, yet there is a cold breeze on my neck. I remember there is a Nut tree right out of the balcony. “What is that?” as I exclaimed in fear. I turn the light off, and run to the hall, and go and continue playing with my toys, I am still in fear with sweat rolling down my head to the neck. As soon as I start playing, I look up and a white figurine, about 6 feet tall, muscular, glowing, whizzes past me from the corridor to my bedroom. I am awestruck, and have my eyes as white as pearls. What is that thing, it’s not a person, we don’t have anyone in our house that tall. I still don’t know what it was. 15 years have passed since that, we have moved houses as well, but that memory is stamped on my brain forever. I talked about that to my mum as well. She believes me because I am not the only one who has seen paranormal stuff in that house, but my mum had as well. She has seen on numerous occasions, someone standing near the kitchen window, gazing at her. We don’t know what it was, but one thing we can say for sure, it was completely harmless, and never did anything to us. We are grateful for it. That building complex was a bit eerie, as numerous of my friends had told me as well as I have seen it. One of the swings in our complex used to swing by itself, it also used to make a creepy sound as if someone was sitting on it. It is weird, nobody will believe you, until it happens with our own self.

There happens to be another story that I experienced. We are now living in our new house, it’s the year 2020, it’s Covid’s lockdown outside, it’s complete chaos, and in the midst of everything, I lost my grandmother to cardiac arrest in the month of April. I am tense a lot, but eventually I could get out of it. Her going was very sudden, she barely had any problems. I think about three or four months after the incident, I am ready for my sleep. I used to have 3 teddy bears on the top of my bed. They would sometimes fall, but only if touched. As I go to sleep, I see a dream. It’s the first dream since April where I see my grandmother in it. Now see, my grandmother used to love me a lot, she would never beat me or even be angry at me. But in my dream that day, I see my grandmother being angry at me, for reasons unknown she slaps me in my dream, and at that exact moment, I have a stuffed toy of Mickey Mouse on the top of my bed, that falls and it falls in the exact place where my grandmother slapped me in my dreams. I wake up, with my heart pounding as fast as the Shinkansen Bullet train, with my hands trembling like a mini earthquake. I drink a whole bottle of water and stay awake for the rest of the night, unable to sleep after that. I wake up and the first thing I do is remove my teddy bears from my bed. When I still remember, it shakes me up.

If you liked these stories, be sure to check out Part - 2 of Paranormal Stories, where we write more creepy stories. Fin

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