Remember me

Remember me .....

In the cold of the winter I still remember when we felt our love

For the first time

And we were walking all night

To taste our fear of darkness

Every time when I looking in your eyes

I see sorrow of love

And you still let me to touch your pure heart

Remember how we had our dreams

And we suppose to share them

But now dark angel took them away from us

In the midnight when moon and stars shows up

And we were dancing all night

Can you remember it?

And when you kiss me it makes me feel alive

And the touch full of passion

It makes me like I am in heaven

Tales from the Dark Chapter- 2

  

Once Upon a Time, a girl named Alice lived in a castle with her step-sister and her step-sister's boy-friend. Alice and her sister hated each other. One day, Alice stole her step-sister's wedding ring and ran away. Her sister sent out guards to find Alice. When they found her, they brought her to the castle of the prince (the step-sister's boyfriend / Jax). That night when the guards came back with, Alice the step-sister and the prince were sitting in front of the lit fireplace. The step-sister grabbed the ring and threw Alice into the fire. When the fire was out, all that was left of Alice was a part of her throat, the esophagus.

To this day, Alice is still looking for her sister to kill her. Of course, her sister is already dead but her spirit still exists. Go into the bathroom, in front of the mirror. Take a candle with you and light it. Turn off all of the lights except the candle and say her  name thirteen times (Alice...) and open your eyes, you might see her. But be careful, because every eight years is Friday the 13th  of February and if you ever mention her name in your life, on the 13th  she will give you a fright night because that is the night she got killed. The last time that it was a Friday the 13th.

Tales from the Dark Chapter- 1

K.D. (Kamalika Das) lives in a small area of Assam called Abhayapuri, where there is little more than gas stations, schools, houses and cows. She usually considered this place rather boring, but one night a few days before Halloween would change all that for her.

On this night, K.D. was driving her boyfriend to his house at about 8:30 p.m. being a person who says she can almost always sense imminent danger or evil, K.D.'s heart began to beat rapidly. For some unknown reason, chills ran down her spine and she began to perspire, even though she had the car's AC on full blast. "I was getting an eerie feeling that something evil was up ahead," she says.

We are all familiar with how an animal's eyes glow in a creepy way when a light is shone into them. "Up the hill about two minutes from my house, a black dog walked right in front of my car," K.D says. She thought it was peculiar that the animal was just casually walking across the road without any apparent fear of getting hit by her car. "I hit the brakes and managed to stop about five feet from the dog," she remembers. "It just stood there and stared at me. I turned on my high beams, and when I saw its eyes, they were a golden reddish tint. It stood there for about a minute, then walked away. I hit the gas and sped off, terrified. But when I looked back, the dog was nowhere in sight."

K.D. proceeded home but could not shake the weird feeling of dread that overcame her before and during her encounter with that black dog. Was it a harbinger of something more terrifying? K.D. believes it was a catalyst for a very disturbing dream a few nights later.

"I dreamed that I was in my room listening to music when it all of a sudden stopped," she recalls vividly. "I looked at my iPod and it was still playing, but there was no sound. I looked at my door and there was a man in a black trench coat staring at me. It wasn't the fact that there was a man in my room that freaked me out, it was his face. It was red with black cracks all over, and he had horns. His eyes were a deep gold with no pupil, and he had long fangs coming out of his mouth.

"I just sat there staring at him. Then he said, 'It's time....' And that's when I noticed a watch in his left hand. When he spoke, his breath came out as smoke and reeked of burning spoiled meat. He made a grab for my neck and that's when I woke up. The first smell that came to me was burning spoiled meat."

11.11.11. in Muzaffarpur

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.

The Janitor

This incident was related to me by my cousin. She works at the outpatient section in the hospital.

That night as usual, she was getting ready to go home when one of the nurses there ask her if she don’t mind checking some paperwork before she go. So she decided to stay for a while.

The checks didn’t take long, she manages to finish the paperwork’s before 11:30 pm.

(The time when the janitor would come to lock the doors of the respective outpatient sections)

As she was walking happily ready to go home, she realizes that she had forgotten her wallet. She rushed back to the hospital so that she could catch the janitor before he locks her section.

As she was running frantically down the corridor towards her clinic, she saw the janitor locking the door. She shouted for him to stop telling him that she had left something behind.

For whatever reason, he ignored her. She continued running towards him. Running and shouting. Finally, as she was about 3 feet away from him he turn towards her and smile. What she saw freaks her out. The janitor’s face was hideous and his skin looks as if it had been bitten off by thousands of maggots. Before she fainted, she heard him said “Did you forget something my child?”

When she regains consciousness, the real janitor was looking at her. He asks her what happen and told her he was a bit late today as his son was sick. He helps my cousin up and then told her never to walk along the corridors again after 11:50 pm. He never told her the reasons why and i don’t think my cousin wanted to know either.

By - Rahul Banerjee

May 2013

        It was the end of may and the harsh wind blew hot and humid, kicking up a storm for the evening hours. Off to the north the black clouds had started to brew and roll. It was about 6:30 PM and my date was late. He would not tell me where he planned to take me, it was a surprise. Now, being 30 minutes late, I began to wonder what could possibly be going on, if I would be going anywhere.

I walked out onto the open front porch and could almost smell the rain coming. It began to grow darker. I decided if he arrived, we would just stay at my house until the storm passed.  Then started to worry that he may be riding his motor cycle; motor cycles and thunder storms do not mix. He knew I despised motor cycles, but.  Well hopefully he would be in his truck.

As the dreaded motor cycle came around the corner, the rain began to spit big fat drops. He got off the bike and indicated we needed to hurry up. I told him I was not going, it was raining, IA was not getting on the bike, and I wouldn't even if it was not raining. After he became increasingly angry with me and refused to stay at my house until the storm passed, he got on the motorcycle and started off into the down poor I looked up and all I could see was flashing red and blue lights, such as those coming off an emergency vehicle. I watched for a few minutes, thinking there must have been an accident right in front of my house. I could hear screams of agony, sounding as if they were coming from in a few feet in front of me, no one was there. I turned around to grab my iced tea I had brought on to the porch with me, as I turned back, the lights were all gone. There was no evidence of an accident either.

I shook my head and turned to go into the house, as I turned I could hear the unmistakable roar of his motor cycle starting, and then screeching tires. I whirled around and nothing was there.

I turned back around after a few moments and decided I would sit on the porch for a while; surely the heat had gotten to me causing me to see and hear things. About 20 minutes later, my mom called me at the screen door telling me I had a call. I asked who it was as my mom was familiar with all of my friends, she stated she didn't recognize the voice. I went in and answered the phone.

The voice on the other end of the line clarified my name and asked how I was related to Mark, my would be date from earlier. I told them I was not related, that we had been dating for a few weeks. I was then informed that he had my name and phone number in his back pocket so I was the first person they called. Mark had been in an accident on his motor cycle. The roads were wet and slick, he skidded out of control and came to rest on a couple of those sand barrels that are used for street barriers.

As the accident was being described to me by phone, I looked up and saw the flashing red and blue lights again, I heard the screech of tires. I closed my eyes tightly and said a silent pray. As I opened my eyes, again the lights and the screeching sounds were gone.

I was told to contact his parents and come to the hospital; they would not release his condition to me over the phone. I told my mom, she drove me to his parents home and I told them of the call. We all went to the hospital together.

By the time we arrived at the hospital, Mark's left leg had been put into a cast all the way to his .., his scrapes and cuts had been cleaned on his arms and face and he was arguing that he did not need to have the cervical collar on.

Mark ended up staying in the hospital overnight for observation, but he eventually recovered completely. We did not continue to date after that night.

By- Rahul Banerjee

Darkness within

As I looked into the mirror, and saw the creation which was fading

I sailed the darkened waters of my soul on the ship of flaming hate

Towards the land of the damned..

The cold winds of the darkness blow strongly

The cemetery glows in the dark

A thousand times, thousand voices are screaming  from beyond

A number of faceless shapes march forth from the darkness within

Life is slowly passing away, poisoned by guilt and sin

Embraced in Black  lie

Only waiting to X  the greatest of life's events

And I begin my journey..

As hands of greater characters unveil the world

Plunging through space and time, my prison has now been slain

Purifies my soul .. 

The Rehab Center

                                               

    

28th June 2012.

I was staying in a 3 month rehabilitation program. There were four of us in the room.

One night I awoke  at 3:00 a.m.(which is how it has always been for me)

and I saw an apparition on the wall kind of floating above one of the other girls that was

Sleeping. It was a very clear image .She had a towel on her head like she just

got out of the shower. She looked pasty white with dark circles under her eyes

and looked tired. Her face was clear  and I was a little wearing a bathrobe.

She just kept staring at me  and she seemed very sad. I was a little frightened

at fast and then I realized she was an addict who had struggled like me. I kept

staring at her then I told her it was okay, that she could go home now. I then

closed my eyes. This all took place within a 20- minute time span.

I could not go back to sleep so I got up to have cigarette. There was another

girl sitting outside that had been there for a while. I told her what I had seen

and described the girl  in detail. She started shaking and became visible upset.

She told me the story of that girl I saw. she had been a client at the facility.

She was a beautiful girl that sang and played guitar. she was well liked.

But as I said, she was an addict. One night she couldn't take it anymore

and blotted out of the facility. She was hit by an oncoming train and was killed

.

Nobody knew if she did this on purpose or not, but the consensus was she

Committed suicide. It had happened one month ago.

The next morning, I spoke to one of the counselors about this.

I described the girl face then showed me a picture of the girl. It was the face

exactly as I had seen it. 

Sophie

Sophie made her way home on a dark wet December evening. She had been worrying as to if her car would  be up for the whole journey home.

It had been acting up lately including having trouble starting it early that morning for her trip to work, leading her to be thirty minutes late for work. Sophie had so much to get through that she stayed behind for those extra thirty minutes after she was due to be off so that her work load wouldn’t fall behind any more than she already was behind.

      The road ahead was a long dark one, with lamp posts being few and far between. Rain began to fall lightly and the car was travelling well. Sophie turned her radio on, flicked through the stations until she came to a song she liked, then began to hum and sing away to herself.

       Traffic too was light. The full on lights of an oncoming car almost blinded Sophie. She beeped and shouted out a profanity as the vehicle passed. It braked and u-turned before beginning to follow Sophie. She suddenly regretted beeping the car as it had passed her. The car behind approached quickly, beeping and flashing its lights. Those lights shone bright in Sophie’s rear view mirrors, once again almost blinding her. Sophie began to panic and increased her own speed, once again worrying about the ability of her car to bring her to safety. 

      Sophie reached into her handbag which was sitting on the passenger seat and she attempted to get her phone. The distraction along with the speed she was travelling and the car behind her still beeping and flashing its lights almost lead to Sophie to lose control of her car while at the same time caused her to drop her mobile phone. Having that happen was the last thing Sophie needed.

      Further panic ensued when the vehicle pulled up along Sophie. The male driver signaled across with a pointing motion and Sophie presumed he wanted her to pull over. There was no way she was going to do that. The other car continued to beep and that just made Sophie want to go faster so she did pick up further speed and the accompanying car began to once again fall behind.

     How long more could her car continue like this? How Sophie wished she had left work on time. She could be at home with her fiance. Right now she did not know if she would get back at all.

      A deer in the road made Sophie break suddenly and this lead to someone coming from behind her, as in the back seat of her car, to be thrown through the front windscreen. The deer escaped unharmed and a man  lay stretched out on the ground. The perusing narrowly missed hitting the car it wad been following.

      The male driver got out and went to check on the driver of the car he had been perusing, the reason to which was that he seen a suspicious presence in that car and followed to warn the driver. Sophie was in shock but physically unharmed. Police arrived about twenty minutes later and the man on the ground never moved. However he was still alive. It was confirmed that this man was an escaped convict whom had been serving life imprisonment for murder.

James and sarah

James studied hard

He wanted to work for an advertising agency

Designing adverts that would stun the world

He loved his art

He fell for a girl called Sarah

They were together for six months

But in time Sarah lost interest

She found him a little dull

And found somebody else to impress

James was devastated and crept silently into his shell

He rarely went out and immersed himself in his art

He still did his studies and got good marks

But nobody notice him slipping away

Into a world of his own

He started to hear voices

Telling him to paint pictures of demons and devils

Telling him to start cutting himself

His parents took him to see a psychiatrist

Who recommended a spell on a mental ward

So he could receive the appropriate treatment

James was somewhat concerned

He didn't quite grasp what was happening

And the voices kept telling him to harm himself

So he slashed a knife across his throat

They moved him to the Intensive Care Unit

He continued to paint his pictures

He was moved to long-term care out in the country

He continued to paint

He still hoped to work in advertising

But the world was passing him by

His parents still visited every few months

But his contact with reality was somewhat limited

Such is the life of the mentally ill

So take care not to lose touch with your friends

Or you too may lose touch with the real world

Think of poor James when you are getting married

And having children

He is lost in his dreams of glory and success