My name is Niki from Barauni,Begusarai, (Bihar).
Since my childhood
I've had several paranormal experiences. I always felt I could see and feel the
supernatural. Being a kid, nobody believed me so I rather keep my experiences
to myself and related it to those who faced similar experiences. This incident
occurred when I was in Muzaffarpur during my college days. I used to rent a
flat with five other girls. The flat was a two-story building with just two
houses.
One was ours and the other
on the second floor belonged to two old ladies who never really interacted with
us. They were weird anyways. It was a huge flat with three very big rooms. I
used to stay in a single room, four girls in adjacent room and the last room
was given to another girl. The four girls opted to stay together in the same
room. There was a dining area in the centre with kitchen opposite to it. I
always found the dining area very weird as the walls were black, as if they
were burnt. Three girls from the adjacent room used to work in call centers, so
they arrived at 2:00am each day. That night Shweta (the girl from their group),
the last room girl and I were chatting until late night in my room and we
didn't realize when the clock struck 2:00 am. The other girls (Fatima, Moon and
Neha) rang the bell. Now, we had a grill at the building entrance and the flat
was in the floor, so we had to go down to the ground floor to open the gate if
somebody comes at night. So Shweta and the last room girl went downstairs to
open the gate for them. I was alone in the flat. Suddenly both of them came
running. I was surprised and asked them what happened? They looked at me and
said, "Niki, why did you shout so loudly and we could hear a loud
sound". I was surprised. How is it possible for me not to hear that loud
sound and shout in that 2:00 am silent night? We found it very strange but
ignored the incident. Days passed by quite normally, but each one of us in the
flat always felt a spooky presence when alone. That day was my last day in that
house. All other girls had already shifted to different places. I found a place
for myself too, and it was the last night I had to spend in that house. I
remember all my furniture was already shifted to the new house. All I had in
the house was my double bed mattress and a pair of clothes for me to wear for
the next day. It was around 12:30 am. I was speaking over the phone and lying
on my mattress, which was placed on the floor as the bed was already shifted.
The room door was closed (not locked). Suddenly the door opened of its own.
Please bear in mind the door was a heavy wood door which cannot be moved by
wind because first, it was tight. And second, it was an old age thick heavy
door found in old houses. When the door opened, it moved me back. I could
clearly sense somebody in the room. I kept my phone down. I was horrified by
then. I could not move. I was still lying on the mattress.
It was complete
silence. I could hear somebody breathing. I could hear somebody walking on the
floor barefoot. The sound was very clear and distinct. I wanted to move but
could not. Somehow I gathered the courage to pick up the cell phone lying
beside me and dialed my mom's number. I was crying and told my mom whatever was
happening to me each second. My mother got to know immediately what it was and
gave me the courage to fight the evil. She made me realize that power of God is
always there to protect me.
I always carry my
God's picture in my purse. I somehow managed to grab my purse and take out
God's picture. It gave me strength. I stated chanting the name of Lord
repeatedly and could feel the energy fading.
I then felt alone.
Very alone. The whole night I could not sleep for a second. I continuously
chanted prayers and waited for the sun to arise. Many days later, after moving
from that flat, I was once passing from the same area with some of my other
friends and told them about my incident. One of my friends who stays near that
same flat said that it was a haunted house and the whole area knows it. It once
caught fire killing a man.
Real incident send by Niki Jha.
