My friend is from rajasthan... He came down to pune to complete his education. One of his cousin brother had rented a flat in pune.. He too was a student in pune.. So it was the afternoon time... He reached at his cousins flat.. They had few chats and lunch. After that his cousin told him that he has to go out for some work & suggested him to take rest. Soon when his cousin left my friend went to the bed n rested his face under the pillow.. He was damn tiered n damn sleepy.. He was almost going to his sleep when he heard a noise of someone's foot steps... He wondered who must be tht..?? Coz his cousin lived alone n there was no one else at home.. But he was so tiered that his body didn't allow him to get up from the bed.. He heard the noise again... He thought he must be dreaming.. But that noise came more closer to him. His eyes were too tiered to open.. But he any how managed to open his eyes.. He opened his one eye n saw a figure standing in front of him.. He again thought he must be dreaming as he was half asleep.. Then he heard someone calling him with that kinda noise which sounds like "chuchu" like someone on road dosent know ur name n thy wanna call u.. So how will they call u..?? In the same way... half asleep he again managed to open his eyes n see... He saw a lady with long hair n in a white saree was staring @ him with her big round eyes which were literely popping out.. She was standing with a small boy who was wearing shorts n a tshirt... He too kept staring at my friend.. He must b around 2-3 years old..
My friend was scared from inside but his tiered body didn't allow him to get up neither to react on it... He says he's not sure if that was his tiredness or that spirit didn't allow him to get up from his bed... He closed his eyes tight.. N his head started aching very badly.. He again buried his face under the pillow when he felt someone hitting on his back very badly.. He couldn't move an inch or scream... He started taking Sai Baba's name... And with in few seconds it stopped... My friend jus fell asleep... And when he woke up he saw his cousin into the kitchen... He washed his face n told his cousin everythng while having coffee... What his cousin told was really shocking.. He said "the same thng happened with him too 2-3 times n tht too in the noon time.. And in the same way... So he avoided thinking that it was jus a bad dream.. But now that it happened with my frnd too so tht means thr is someone's spirit in this house... His cousin decided to vacant the flat.. Before leaving they told everythng to the owner bt he avoided this topic.. But one of the old lady who lived on 1 floor (thy were living on 3rd floor) told thm that one family lived their.. once thy were returning from a picnic and their car met with an accident.. The husband survived but unfortunetly the wife and the son died... She was attached to this house coz her hubby had bought this house from his own money aftr getting promotion.. Before thy lived on rent.. So she was attached n aftr the accident the husband sold the house n went to live with his parents n younger brother.. The person who bought this house frm tht lady's husband saw tht spirit many times bt he didn't sell it infact his jus fooling ppl n givin tht flat on rent.. Many tenant's before my frnz cousin left the house coz of her.. N tht's the reason the owner was givin such a big flat in very less rent...
My frn n her cousin freaked out n thy were sweating like hell aftr listening to this story.. Even now whn thy have to pass frm tht area thy think of tht same incident n always take god's name while passing frm thr..

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Thsi is a real Incident that happened to me once. It's been 5 years now. We use to live in the Jaipur army area in the military quarters. ours was a cluster of 4 quarters. The block was reported haunted. The people who lived there before us told us several stories regarding the same. But we never believed what they say.
My dad use to go to airforce office for night duty me my mom my bro we were all alone there. It was in the middle of the night my mom she woke up and saw a man standing at the closed door. Mom thought it was dad. she was about tp ask him to come inside and stop kidding but she soon realize. that the door was closed and a man was standing half inside and half outside the closed door. She told dis to dad next morning.We called our KUL GURU who told us that the man mom saw last night is a JINN. Who if like any lady take her with him. we got some Puja done and mom haven't seen him ever.
NOw, after fer months from this incident my neighbor who was all gud healthy was diagnosed with final stage of breast cancer which was vei shocking for everyone. Daily at MId Night we can clearly Hear how she screams out of pain, Dogs strted crying at the mid night daily till she died.
I was vei afraid as we all were aware why all dis was happening. But he scariest thing happened was, mas she was vei close to me the day she died, I suddenly woke up it was 1am i saw her outside my rooms window. and she was still in pain crying and said" Mai akeli Pareshan ho rahi hun tu bhi aaja mere sath" . I strted crying and couldn't speak for 2 days den i went to our KUL GURU'S place and I still wear the Dhaga given by him. I still have tears of scare in my eyes while writing dis incident .... May Her Soul R.I.P

It happened with some relatives of mine though I dont know them very well. It sounds little creepy. One night at 3:00 a.m. my aunt went to pee downstairs, it was an old house and the washrooms used to be outside the houses then. My uncle too woke up and he saw that aunt was talking to a middle aged man at that time. When she went upstairs my uncle was totally out of his mind and slapped her real hard she asked why did you slap me?
He said you were talking to a man this late she said, no I went to pee then they both went outside just to see whether he is standing there still. And what they so scared the hell out of me. A guy was still talking to a woman who looked exactly like my aunt and unke pair ( feet ) ulte the.
She was a witch. And then my uncle died on the spot seeing this and my aunt was suffering from high fever for months... 

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This is the story of my mama(uncle), He had factories in Arunachal Pradesh which is quite famous for spirits, black magic and stuffs, once he with his 2 friends were travelling from chowkham to diphu(a place in arunachal Pradesh). It was around 10.30 pm which is quietly late in that area as it’s a village, so they decided to take an IB which on a small hill a. That IB had a watchman who gave them the keys, it was quite a big Bungalow renewed in to an IB. My uncle started inspecting the rooms, he went to the kitchen where he saw some uncooked meat in a pan on the Gas stove and half done chapattis on the slab and everything had cobwebs over it, they all were too tired (as the place is a hill station and driving there is a tiring job) they went to sleep .His friends boozed to get some sleep as it’s a very cold place but my uncle is not into alcohol so he slept without having. All 3 were sleeping in a big bed which was in the drawing room of the IB, the room had a heavy door of wood in entrance and also another door in the back which opened into a balcony.
At the middle of the night suddenly dogs started barking, the bolt slid open suddenly and a strong gust of wind pushed open the heavy wooden door, my uncle just freaked out after seeing this he awakened his friends and they were horrified as they were able to listen the sound of a woman crying, without giving a second thought they called the watchman but he was not there so they stayed inside the IB itself waiting for the dawn (as it was already 3 am by the whole episode and had no other way out as it was foolishness to drive in pitch dark on those rocky areas). All were terrified, at 4 am it was dawn and they rushed towards their jeep and saw another watch of that IB and they told him about the whole incidence and the watchman was like “Sahib I’m the only one watchman of this IB and I only keep the keys of it”.

Everything was clear to them now; they took their jeep and never came back there.

t was a night during may, 2007. All of my family had gathered at our ancestral bunglow as my mama's wedding was on the cards and everybody was busy with the preparations. I was 14 back then. I and four of my cousins (2 boys and 2 girls- all in the age group of 10- 16 years) went to our terrace for a walk at around 11 in the night. Now, there were hardly any street lights around our bunglow and as it is a small town people go to bed earlier and rise up early in the morning. So at 11 in the night, you'd feel very quiet and even a small sound came across very clearly.
So ya, we were just chilling around, gazing at stars, chit chatting, when all of a sudden I heard this sound of some woman's payal (anklet). I asked my sister, who was the eldest among us, if she heard the same thing just to confirm if I wasn't the only 1 who heard it. She said she didn't hear a single thing. I thought I must be hallucinating as I was tired. A few moments later, the same sound was heard again, this time on a higher pitch as if that woman was running with the payal on.
Now there was this abandoned plot behind our bunglow which just had huge creepers and trees. It was untouched since a very long period of time. There was a guest house just adjacent to it. The guest house looked real creepy at times like those old mansions.
Now getting back to the woman and her payal, this time all my cousins heard that sound. We all stood up and were terribly horrified. As the other three cousins were small and my Di is a coward when it comes to such things, I somehow gathered courage and went ahead to peep towards the railing from where the sound had come. All my cousins stood staring from a distance. I walked slowly. Now, this guest house that I'd mentioned. A very weird thing happened when I was slowly walking towards the railing. I saw some black figure standing on the top- most floor of the guest house. He was staring at the sky like he was into deep thoughts. I got freaked too badly and just when I was busy looking at him, a black cat suddenly popped up in front of me from below the railing and stood there staring at us with its yellow shining eyes. We all got so scared that we ran down like a deer would run for its life seeing a tiger.
We all reached our room, closed the door and sat there staring at each- other for almost 5 minutes. We couldn't speak as we all were dumbstruck by whatever we'd experienced. We narrated all of it to the elder people of our house later but they obviously thought we were fooling around.
Even today, when we remember that incident it throws an adrenaline rush down our spine. We still don't know as to from where did that scary cat come out of nowhere, that sound of the payal, that scary strange human figure.
P.S- Real incident, I know half of you'll won't believe it coz even I never did till it happened to me.

This is a real incident that happened with me and 4 others whom I was along on the Diwali night of 2010.
We live in Dwarka, I was in my 10th standard at that time and it was Diwali that day. At night after the puja and all the celebrations I along with my elder brother and 3 of his friends decided to go to Gurgaon just for some fun time.
We took out our car, I was sitting on the back seat with two others. My brother's friend said he knows about a new route, we decided to took it. It was a narrow strip of road with plains on both the sides and no occupants nearby. We could hardly see any one. It was pitch dark. Suddenly we saw a rickshaw moving on the side of the road some distance ahead of us, guys this is what we all saw. On the ricksha there was a lady sitting wearing a cream color suit, her hair were really long and tied like that choti that we are familiar with. I couldn't see the ricksha puller. We dint think of it as something paranormal in the first place, but as we tried to overtake the ricksha somehow the driver lost control and the car crashed into the planes. That was really terrifying. We got out of the car thinking we might have hit the ricksha but there was no one! Nothing. We brought back the car on the road, searched nearby even went ahead for some 100-200 metres. But there wasn't anything. And the driver too had no idea how he lost control. We realised it wasn't normal and returned home asap!
Even today we clearly remember what we saw but have no explanation of its disappearance.
And a few days later we came to know that there is a shamshaan ghat ( where the Delhi rape victim was cremated ) nearby as well as a cemetry.

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Located in the small town of Wilder, Kentuckey, Bobby Mackey's Music World has been the talk of the town for many years.This tavern is said to be the most haunted and sinister location in America. Many people believe that Bobby Mackey's is the portal to Hell. Before the building became a lively bar, it was born a slaughter house in the 1850's. The slaughter house closed down in the 1890's and was left abandoned, or so people thought.

The only original part of the building to this day is a well that was used as a drainage for animal blood and remains, which became a place for cults and a small local satanic group to linger and practice rituals after the slaughter house closed. Pearl Bryan(5 month pregnant) was murdered by her boyfriend Scott Jackson as sacrifice to the devil, her head was thrown in the basement well where there was still animal blood, Jackson was accused and hung for murder of Pearl Bryan and he said he will return and haunt the place.

Before it became Bobby Mackey's Music World, it was a nightclub. The owner's daughter, Johanna, fell in love with a singer at the club. She became pregnant and her father was very angry and had the singer killed. Out of emotional hardship, Johanna attempted to poison her father but took her own life instead.

The autopsy showed that Johanna was five months pregnant, the same as Pearl Bryan. In 1978 a young country singer named Bobby Mackey purchased the building and turned it into the music hall and tavern that still stands today. People never leave without any paranormal experience in the place, Stairs near the well in the old slaughterhouse have been deemed "the stairs that lead to nowhere." and phantom footsteps are heard there.

Bobby's wife claims to have been overcome by the scent of roses in the basement, grabbed around the waist, picked up, thrown down, and pushed down stairs by a force, that resembled sketches of Alonzo Walling, screaming, "Get out! Get out!" She refuses to set foot in the club again.

Shadow figures seen, glasses getting thrown, garbage bin flying in the air, people getting pushed by unseen forces, music getting changed in jukebox on its own, lights turning on and off, Perhaps the most bizarre aspect of the Bobby Mackey's saga are the claims by several people that they have had spirits enter their bodies while in the club, Paranormal investigator Zak Bagans of Ghost adventures was attacked by demon and had three scratches on his back. There are lots of cases of demonic attacks and possession in the club.

The most celebrated case of possession at Bobby Mackey's is Carl Lawson, who lived upstairs above the nightclub as a caretaker for the club. Lawson, one of the main subjects of Hensley's book, claims to have been attacked by several of the resident spirits and actually possessed by some of them as well, including Alonzo Walling. A supposedly successful exorcism of Lawson and the entire building took place at Bobby Mackey's on August 8, 1991. It was performed by the Reverend Glenn Coe and witnessed by Hensley, who also recorded it all on videotape

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R.i.p Bobby mackey,he died in 2012 by unknown reason

This story is abt my sister who died in the year 2007 just because of black magic....!!!! Urgh....When we were in our new flat den my sis went to our old house to just take her sandals n all...nd a bengali neighbour of our old house gave my sis sumthing to eat by saying 'prashad hai'...Then on dat night nearly abt 1:30 a.m. when my mom opened her eyes she saw dat my sis was sitting on the marble slab of the window and was looking on the trees....den my mom called me..nd wen i came..i held her hands and tried to make her lie on the bed, but reluctantly she said that "Aap sab so jaao mereko abhi kaam hai"...den we forced her to sleep and my mom read Hanuman Chaalisa n all bcoz my mom got that there must be any evil who is doing that...dese went 4 many days...den priests, pandit, tantric(dont know the english word of it) all tried nd yes she was ok..but dey gave my sis an Amulet(taaviz) and told her never to open dat...
But my sis...urgh...She had to go to a b'day party of her frnd...nd dat amulet can be seen on her neck...in fashion, she opened it and den went to the party...but at the same night she did the same thing...and in the morning her stomach was paining so much, she could not even stand on her legs(yes, she had lost her leg in just 1 day). She was den admitted to the hospital...and the next night...Call came 4m my MAMA(my papa nd mama were staying at night in the hospital) dat her condition is very critical..come here...but at dat tym my sis was dead...nd my papa tried to speak sumthing but he was totally choked out and lost his conciousness...den we came to the hospital my Mama said that her last word was "Tumlog nai bacha paaoge isko" (means u cant save her...said by any evil inside her)nd yes den she was dead....I Love U my sis...nd i still misses you...you was the best di...nd the best girl of my life...

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Located in the small town of Wilder, Kentuckey, Bobby Mackey's Music World has been the talk of the town for many years.This tavern is said to be the most haunted and sinister location in America. Many people believe that Bobby Mackey's is the portal to Hell. Before the building became a lively bar, it was born a slaughter house in the 1850's. The slaughter house closed down in the 1890's and was left abandoned, or so people thought.

The only original part of the building to this day is a well that was used as a drainage for animal blood and remains, which became a place for cults and a small local satanic group to linger and practice rituals after the slaughter house closed. Pearl Bryan(5 month pregnant) was murdered by her boyfriend Scott Jackson as sacrifice to the devil, her head was thrown in the basement well where there was still animal blood, Jackson was accused and hung for murder of Pearl Bryan and he said he will return and haunt the place.

Before it became Bobby Mackey's Music World, it was a nightclub. The owner's daughter, Johanna, fell in love with a singer at the club. She became pregnant and her father was very angry and had the singer killed. Out of emotional hardship, Johanna attempted to poison her father but took her own life instead.

The autopsy showed that Johanna was five months pregnant, the same as Pearl Bryan. In 1978 a young country singer named Bobby Mackey purchased the building and turned it into the music hall and tavern that still stands today. People never leave without any paranormal experience in the place, Stairs near the well in the old slaughterhouse have been deemed "the stairs that lead to nowhere." and phantom footsteps are heard there.

Bobby's wife claims to have been overcome by the scent of roses in the basement, grabbed around the waist, picked up, thrown down, and pushed down stairs by a force, that resembled sketches of Alonzo Walling, screaming, "Get out! Get out!" She refuses to set foot in the club again.

Shadow figures seen, glasses getting thrown, garbage bin flying in the air, people getting pushed by unseen forces, music getting changed in jukebox on its own, lights turning on and off, Perhaps the most bizarre aspect of the Bobby Mackey's saga are the claims by several people that they have had spirits enter their bodies while in the club, Paranormal investigator Zak Bagans of Ghost adventures was attacked by demon and had three scratches on his back. There are lots of cases of demonic attacks and possession in the club.

The most celebrated case of possession at Bobby Mackey's is Carl Lawson, who lived upstairs above the nightclub as a caretaker for the club. Lawson, one of the main subjects of Hensley's book, claims to have been attacked by several of the resident spirits and actually possessed by some of them as well, including Alonzo Walling. A supposedly successful exorcism of Lawson and the entire building took place at Bobby Mackey's on August 8, 1991. It was performed by the Reverend Glenn Coe and witnessed by Hensley, who also recorded it all on videotape

A little older Story : Ghost answers
the Mobile call: ( Hindi Translation to English is
below ) Sssssssshhh,............Phir Koi Hai !!
( Ghost Ban Gaya Dost ?? ) Anyone for trial? Try your guts ... A report from "Nayi Duniya" news
paper about a ghost cell number!! Try
if you got the guts!! News paper says:
09415817683: If you call this number,
everytime you get a different place.
Sometimes the number is in Nagpur ,
sometimes in Benaras or Anand
Nagar. Receiver changes from a Young man
to woman to a old woman,
Whether you call it from mobile or STD
booth, call does not get charged also. Sometimes the receiver greets the
caller with the callers own name! This is the number of a person in
Maharashtra/Gujarat who got killed
along with his co-travellers in a road
accident.
Sometimes "This number does not
exist" and "" messages do come, but at times it gives the voice of a man/
woman.
If it is a woman, the crying of a child
can also be heard. We from the paper also tried calling
this number many times. But never
ever the balance of calling mobile
came down.
Nirjan called this number and asked "I
would like to know ki Aap ki car accident hua tha kya?" Answer was
"Tu kya pareshani door karega?"
The receiver also said "Abhi aajavu
kya tumhare paas Nirjan ji!!!" STD booth owner Harsh saxena called
this number. Some male voice said
"hello" and cut the phone.
Even after many calls, there was no
charge appearing on the meter.

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jab main 10 cls main tha tho aftr boards main apne village gaya for vacations which is situated near Haridwar whn i ws spent time wid mine frands aftr 2 , 3 day my cousin askd me do uh belive in ghost on tht time i ws laughd hardly n thn he told he i hv proof of tis . mere village main ek bhaag (garden) hai uska naam PICHAL PAI BHAAG hai uss bhaag main ek auraat ki ataama basi hui hai jab main air mera cousin uss bhaag main gaye time hoga 2 pm tho hume payal ki avaaj sunaui dii aur pir achaanak ek auraat humre piche piche chalne lgi aur uski avaaj totli thi mere cousin aur mere paaasina nikal gaye n mere cousin ne issara kia ki keep quite n hum dono chlte rahe jab hum dono garden ke end par pohch gaye n we turnd bck pir hum dkha ki ek bhut bdaa jiska hume face nhi dhikayi de raha tha usne hume boli ke AAJ TUM BACH GAYE AGR TUM MERE SATH BAAT KARTE THO MAIN TUM DONO KO VALI MMAAR DALTI n we bth run frm dere n aj tak vo incident mujhe yaad hai

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This Is Story About Village Ghats 

This happened about a month or two ago near Lonavala, and even though it sounds like something out of the X
Files or from Alfred Hitchcock Presents... it's real ! VERY
REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This guy drives from Mumbai to Pune
and decides not to take the new expressway as he wants to see the scenery. The inevitable happens and when he reaches the ghats his car breaks down - he’s stranded miles from nowhere. Having no choice he starts walking on the side of the road,
hoping to get a lift to the nearest human habitation. It's dark and raining and pretty soon he's wet and shivering. The night rolls
on and no car goes by, the monsoon rains are so strong he can hardly see a few feet ahead of him. Suddenly he
sees a car coming towards him. It slows and then stops next to him
without thinking the guy opens the car’s door and jumps in. Seated in the back, he leans forward to thank the person who had saved him when he realizes there is nobody behind the wheel!!! Even though there's no one in the front seat and no sound of any
engine, the car starts moving slowly.
The guy looks at the road ahead and sees a curve coming (remember, this is in the hills and there is a steep, steep drop beyond the curve). Scared almost to death he starts to pray, begging the Lord for his life. He hasn't come out of shock, when
just before he hits the curve, a hand appears through the window and moves the wheel! The car makes the curve safely and continues on the road to the next bend. The guy, now paralyzed in terror, watches how the hand appears every time they are
before a curve and moves the steering wheel just enough to get the car around each bend. Finally, the guy sees lights ahead. Gathering his courage he wrenches open the door of the silent, slowly moving car, scrambles out and runs as hard as he
can towards the lights. It's a small town. Wet and in shock goes to a roadside dhabba (hotel), which is open, and
asks for a drink. They find some hooch and give him a shot. And he
starts telling whoever is in the dhabba about the horrible experience he's just been through. A silence envelops
everybody when they realize the guy isn't drunk, and is really frightened - he's crying and shaking. So they give him more hooch and talk about what they should do, whether
to call the police or find a priest, or what. But just then two guys walk into the dhabba. And one says to the other
"Look, Brother - that's the j** that got in the car when we were pushing it

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My cousin stays in Paschim Vihar, A block. There are two parks in that block just a few kilometers away from his house. So one night, he and one of his friends, who also is his neighbor, were chit-chatting.It was around 10:30 P.M when they sat down at the left corner bench of the park.

Okay, now it was lil cold outside and they were the only people sitting in the park by that time.they were normally chatting in the park when surprisingly

they noticed a girl laughing at the crossing path of the park. She caught their attention immediately , but again they thought that some girl might be talking to her boyfriend and laughing frantically. But she started behaving absurdly. At one moment she was laughing loudly, and another moment she was crying.

Suddenly she started running from one corner of the crossing to another. And it was like friction of seconds that she was at one end, and again in seconds at the other end.
Once, twice, thrice.. And at last they realized that something is really wrong with the girl. They told each other to stand up and head back home. And slowly when they stood up, they saw nobody at the crossing. They were panic-stricken. As they turned their heads backward, they saw her standing behind them.

They were freaked out.She was somehow recognizable. but not completely. her face was half burnt and she appeared scary.. She laughed in an evil way that scared the shit outa both guys. Now she started running..

Then god knows what happened that my brother started chasing her (he was possessed or something) don't know exactly.. even he can't explain.. And at one point he saw the face of the girl slightly and he told us that it resembled one of his neighbor's face. He backed off and his friend came running behind him to stop him from going further behind her.. He couldn't head back home after that and urged to go to a temple to seek blessings. but by that time none of the temples were open. they both called their mothers and narrated a part of the story over the phone. Their mothers came with a knife and a deity's portrait to calm them.
After this incidence, they got high temperature for around 2-3 days.

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Story about a girl /I just have one ghost
acquaintance in my life. It was when I was studying in collage back
in India. Those days I use to stay in
hostel. I was 20, and my exams where
going on. Both me and my friend saw
it. It was around 1 AM, we were in the
study hall preparing for the exam next day. There were a few more girls
in the study hall. After feeling tired of reading, and
because it was so late at night I was
feeling sleepy, so just for a change and
to refresh, I looked out of the window.
There in distance I saw a lady in white
Saari (Traditional dress of Indian ladies), she was some 5' tall, had long
black hair (it was knee length long),
was combing it with her fingers. The
best part is, this lady was not standing
on the ground but she was at top of a
house, I could see her so clearly because there was light from the street
lamp above her. I blinked my eyes, but still it was there.
I did it again and again, but no change
I could still see her. I showed it to my
friend, she too could see her. We called
the other girls, but by the time they
came it was gone. I should say it faded away. The next day after our exams, we (me
and my friend) walked to the direction
where we saw this lady the previous
night. There was nothing, not even
that house. The lamp post was there,
but the bulb was broken and was covered with spider web. I had totally forgotten about this
incident, but now after reading the
other stories, I remembered it. I still
don't know what I saw that night. Was
it my mind playing trick after I got
exhausted studying, but how is it possible that my friend too saw it...
Guess it was a ghost itself.

R.I.P.-Mary
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Mudhouse Mansion is a haunted house located outside
Lancaster, Ohio. According to locals in Lancaster, the
house was built in the early 1800s by a government official
who lived there after the Civil War. The man still kept slaves
in Mudhouse Mansion, even though it was illegal. It seems
this man didn’t abide by the law and kept his slaves locked
up in an outbuilding at night.
He treated his slaves very poorly and conditions were so
bad that one slave started building a tunnel underneath the
wall of the outbuilding. He dug a little every night after the
lights in the mansion had gone out and the slaveowner and
his family had gone to sleep. Eventually his tunnel was
completed and he squeezed himself down the small opening
and came up on the other side of the wall.
In the dead of night, he crept towards the mansion, slipped
the lock on the back door, tip-toed up the staircase and
killed everyone inside. In the morning, locals discovered
what had happened, but all the slaves had escaped and no-
one was ever charged with the crime.
The house lay vacant for years afterwards and neighbors
heard strange groans and shrieks coming from within the
empty mansion. Everyone believed it was haunted by the
ghosts of the slaveowner and his family. Nobody dared to
enter the menacing looking building.
According to local legend, a man actually did buy the house
in 1892 and moved in with his wife and their 3 children.
Neighbors saw the family moving in, unloading their
belongings from trucks and carrying them into the house.
And then… nothing. Neighbors never saw them again. The
family never left the house. Neighbors thought it was very
odd for a family of 5 to spend all their time indoors.
When one neighbor looked out her bedroom window, all she
could make out was the figure of a woman, dressed all in
white, standing at the second floor window. The figure
wasn’t doing anything, just standing there, staring at her.
When the neighbor looked again, the following day, she saw
the figure again, standing in the same position. Every day,
whenever the neighbor looked at Mudhouse Mansion, the
figure was always there. Standing in exactly the same
position.
On the 10th day, she called the police and asked them to
investigate. When policemen broke into the mansion and
climbed the stairs to the second floor, they were greeted by
a terrible sight.
All 5 family members were hanging lifeless from the ceiling.
They were all dressed in white nightgowns. It appeared that
they had taken their own lives. The figure the neighbor had
seen was the mother of the family. And she hadn’t been
standing at the window, she had been hanging there… for
10 whole days.
After that, nobody would live in the house and it has
remained vacant to this day. People still come to visit the
old mansion but the current owner will not allow anyone to
enter the property. She is afraid that if anyone goes in, they
will never come out alive.
Local children call it “Mary’s House” and tell each other
that the famous Bloody Mary of legend grew up there.
People who live in the area say that on cold dark nights,
you can sometimes still see the figure of a woman, all in
white, standing motionless at the second floor window.
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Hello… please trust me what you’re about to read is 100% true incident happened on 16th July 1999. 
I know many people say that their story is true but I don’t know what you’ll think but I share my 
story with no one but dis facebook There is a place called Igatpuri where Mumbai district is known 
to end. It was my third week of training as a train driver. I was in an engine with an experienced
driver. We were about to reach Igatpuri when we didn’t get a signal and we had to stop the train in
the heart of the jungle before the station. While we were chatting and waiting for the signal I saw
an extremely old woman beggar coming from my side of the jungle. I took her as some nearby villager
and avoided her. Suddenly I heard an ancient voice saying ‘BHAI JAAN KUCH KHANE KO DO… BAHUT BUKH LAGI
HAI’ (please give something to eat brother… I’m extremely hungry). By the time I turned to look I realized
that the woman had put her hand inside the window for begging very close to my shirt. And then many
things happened at the same time. The other driver pushed me back very roughly and closed the window
by pushing thr woman with a stick and then I saw the woman’s eyes go completely blood shot and to date
I clearly remember her saying ‘TUJHE HISAAB CHUKAANA PADEGA BUDDHE’ (you’ll pay for it old man).
A few minutes later, when she suddenly disappeared, I asked that man “Was she angry because we didn’t
give her any food?” (that means I still didn’t realize who was she). And then he said, “Look down and
see the height of this engine.” I looked down from window and saw that the engine was about 140 to 150
centimeters high. And then he said, “What kind of human would be tall enough to put a hand inside windows
this high?” I couldd have fainted there. Several things came to my mind. That was the scariest moment of my life.

Near the house of my grandparents in Mumbai, there was a giant mango tree that never bore fruit. Beside the tree, a tulsi plant that my religious grandmother used for her morning and evening Puja.

On the eve of a full moon, she went about performing usual offerings and prayers when she heard the branches of the mango tree shake violently. Thinking it was just some animal, she ignored it. However, the shaking stopped suddenly, followed by a child’s moaning. My concerned grandmother decided to investigate the sound.
Never in her entire life had she seen a horrific scene. A beheaded child was hanging upside down on a branch of a tree. Terrified, she ran to the house and related her dreadful experience to her relatives.

It was only then that my grandparents heard the story of a child who was beheaded by jealous relatives beside the mango tree. The next day, a priest was called to perform rituals near the tree. After tying a red thread around the trunk, the priest instructed them to cut the tree immediately.
The ghost of the beheaded child was never seen again.

It was my third week of training as a train driver. I was in an 
engine with an experienced driver. 
We were about to reach Igatpuri when we didn’t get a signal 
and we had to stop the train in the heart of the jungle before 
the station. While we were chatting and waiting for the signal 
I saw an extremely old woman beggar coming from my side of the jungle. 
I took her as some nearby villager and avoided her. Suddenly
I heard an ancient voice saying ‘BHAI JAAN KUCH KHANE KO DO… BAHUT BUKH LAGI HAI’
(please give something to eat brother… I’m extremely hungry). By the time
I turned to look I realized that the woman had put her hand inside the window
for begging very close to my shirt. And then many things happened at the same time.
The other driver pushed me back very roughly and closed the window by pushing
thr woman with a stick and then I saw the woman’s eyes go completely blood shot
and to date I clearly remember her saying ‘TUJHE HISAAB CHUKAANA PADEGA BUDDHE’
(you’ll pay for it old man). A few minutes later, when she suddenly disappeared,
I asked that man “Was she angry because we didn’t give her any food?”
(that means I still didn’t realize who was she). And then he said,
“Look down and see the height of this engine.” I looked down from window
and saw that the engine was about 140 to 150 centimeters high. And then he
said, “What kind of human would be tall enough to put a hand inside windows
this high?” I couldd have fainted there. Several things came to my mind.
That was the scariest moment of my life.

The first thing I’m going to tell is a dream I had when I was a kid.
I had this dream almost every night as far back as I can remember, 
and ’till I was about 8 or 9. The dream takes place in an old wooded 
house or cottage out in the woods. The light is really red, like it’s warm 
or something. In this cottage there lives a woman who is pregnant, looks 
like the last trimester. She lives alone as far as I can remember. In the
dream she goes to bed as normal, but when she wakes up her baby is gone,
cut out of her stomach. By this point I am the lady. I look around, cry,
and all of a sudden, what feels like a bloody finger, is poking my back,
always at the same place. This makes me wake up, look around the room, no
one there. Even though I’m wide awake at this point, I can still feel where
the finger poked me. What I really think is weird about this dream is how a
2-3 year old could have know that it actually is possible to cut a baby out
of a stomach. No one in our family has had a baby with cesarean. I also find
it weird that I dreamt it over and over again. During the same period as the
dream I would often wake up and see someone in my door. I always slept with
the door open, I was afraid of the dark so it was to get some light in to my
room. I usually saw a boy or a man justleaning to the frame of the door. I also
often has this feeling like someone is watching me. You know that feeling you
get in your back. That uncomfortable feeling. This usually happens when I walk
up the stair to the second floor of my parents house. I sometimes run up the stairs,
and into my room, shut the door as fast as I can. May be childish, but I feel like I
have to. The other thing started happening just a few years ago. Maybe when I was 13,
I am now 21. When I was home alone I was usually in my room, which is on the second
floor. All the lights downstairs were off. If I went down to make some food or get
something, I would not go into to the living room turning the lights on, justwouldn’t
dare to. I was, and still am, sure there will be someone in the sofa. Someone who
isn’t really there. If I have been out, and I’m the first one home, I can turn the
lights on in the living room if it is the first thing I do. It’s only freaky when
it’s dark outside though. At first I thought I was justbeing paranoid, been watching
one too many horror movies, but I confronted my mom with it, told her how I felt.
She said that she felt the exact same thing. She would not turn on the lights ’
cause she was sure there would sit someone in the sofa. After a while she said
that she wasn’t really scared anymore, the only “people” who could be in the sofa
was her grandparents, and they were the nicest people in the world. It’s my mothers
grandparents who built the house, and we bought it after they died. I don’t
really know what to think, it freaks me out. What do you guys think? Is it justan
over-eager- imagination, if I could call it that, or is it really something???

The first thing I’m going to tell is a dream I had when I was a kid. I had this dream almost every night as far back as I can remember, and ’till I was about 8 or 9. The dream takes place in an old wooded house or cottage out in the woods. The light is really red, like it’s warm or something. In this cottage there lives a woman who is pregnant, looks like the last trimester. She lives alone as far as I can remember. In the dream she goes to bed as normal, but when she wakes up her baby is gone, cut out of her stomach. By this point I am the lady. I look around, cry, and all of a sudden, what feels like a bloody finger, is poking my back, always at the same place. This makes me wake up, look around the room, no one there. Even though I’m wide awake at this point, I can still feel where the finger poked me. What I really think is weird about this dream is how a 2-3 year old could have know that it actually is possible to cut a baby out of a stomach. No one in our family has had a baby with cesarean. I also find it weird that I dreamt it over and over again. During the same period as the dream I would often wake up and see someone in my door. I always slept with the door open, I was afraid of the dark so it was to get some light in to my room. I usually saw a boy or a man justleaning to the frame of the door. I also often has this feeling like someone is watching me. You know that feeling you get in your back. That uncomfortable feeling. This usually happens when I walk up the stair to the second floor of my parents house. I sometimes run up the stairs, and into my room, shut the door as fast as I can. May be childish, but I feel like I have to. The other thing started happening just a few years ago. Maybe when I was 13, I am now 21. When I was home alone I was usually in my room, which is on the second floor. All the lights downstairs were off. If I went down to make some food or get something, I would not go into to the living room turning the lights on, justwouldn’t dare to. I was, and still am, sure there will be someone in the sofa. Someone who isn’t really there. If I have been out, and I’m the first one home, I can turn the lights on in the living room if it is the first thing I do. It’s only freaky when it’s dark outside though. At first I thought I was justbeing paranoid, been watching one too many horror movies, but I confronted my mom with it, told her how I felt. She said that she felt the exact same thing. She would not turn on the lights ’cause she was sure there would sit someone in the sofa. After a while she said that she wasn’t really scared anymore, the only “people” who could be in the sofa was her grandparents, and they were the nicest people in the world. It’s my mothers grandparents who built the house, and we bought it after they died. I don’t really know what to think, it freaks me out. What do you guys think? Is it justan over-eager- imagination, if I could call it that, or is it really something???

I worked in H.C.L (noida) & the buiding is haunted... D 1ce who dont believe me can google "haunted hcl"! I was in d graveyard shift & it was 2:30 @ night. 
I went 2 pee in d urinal and when i turned my head right, i saw a shadow (as if a person is sitting on the pot) but i cudn't c d shoes or feet (the doors r left 1 feet open from d bottom) but it was practically impossible that i can c d complete shadow as if sum1 is sitting but i cant c d shoes. I looked up @ d lights 2 verify if thr was any insect (or sumthing that was helping in creating d shadow) but that wasn't d case 2 b...
I rushed out 2 call my mates but by d tym the toilet was vacant & ol v cud c was d back of a guy, v called him but he nvr turned back or responded. Moreover, d floor keeper was sitting just outside d washroom but he nvr saw that person which
wasn't possible...
No1 is allowed 2 go on d terrace of that building, d girls washroom on d second floor is locked afetr 8 pm (after complaints from girls that some1 touches their shoulder when they sit on d pot)... & a statue of SAI BABA has been placed near d
entrance of d building which has helped but still thr r incidences whr ppl feel that something's wrong... Many of them (including my trainer) admits that d training room is haunted & sometimes d person sitting in d front corner on d right hand side can smell
some sort of fragrance.... That was my xperience... U can believe it or u can say its fake... I dont care...

I wrote it because i've felt it many times (i'll tell the other incidents later) , if u don't believe it, i can't help it... May b u'll also feel it some day... Or
if u're too curious, search 4 d world's most haunted places & visit them & m sure,
u'll feel it 4 sure!!!!! & plz don't 4get, abusing some1 doesn't make u look cool!!!! Thank you 

hi..its my own experience m going to share..

My home is on the side of NH 1 (national highway),this incident hapnd around 5-6 yrs wen "the four lane" work (road widening) was going on..we use to hear the chanchan of ghungroos
and knocks at our main door at 1-4am..it ws scary..the
voices were clearly heard by all my family members,i mean it ws no imagination.we contactd a priest unhone jb
puri baat suni to kaha k dis is happening becoz of ths wrk
going on the national highway as bahut pehle jb roads ni bni thi to yahan jungle hote the..tb logo k bodies dfanayi jati hongi
yahan..their remains peacefully restd beneath d
soil aur ab in ths road widening process..

jo bulldozer chlte hain unse death bodies k remains
disturb ho gye,tbi wo hm humans ko b disturb kr ri h
unnecessarily ..dis kept on hapning til d diging work
wasnt over.

this is my cousin`s story
uski story ne mujhe hila dia!!
Wo kal hi ek shaadi se akela wapas araha tha around 10 P.M. 
Tabhi usne saamne ek Shiny White saari me ek lady ko dekha jo bohotttt dheere dheere baby steps leke chal rhi thi. Usne socha ki ye aaage nikal jaye to mai tez chalu. Par wo aurat bot hi dheerechal rhi thi ..
Mere bhai ko shak hua and wo ruk gaya n usse observe karne laga ki ye kya kar rahi hai..
tabhi us aurat ne bhi chalna band kar dia and khadi hogai.. Bhai ko laga ki wo bhi shaadi se akele laut rahi hai to bhai ne fir se chalna shuru kar dia n tabhi us aurat ne bhi fir chalna shuru kar dia.

Fir achnak hi us aurat ne jhukh ke apni thighs pe maarna shuru kar dia, baar barr wo bend hoke apni thighs ko maar rahi thi.. Par uske thighs pe maarne ki koi awaaz nahi aarai thi.. Even uske bangles ke bhi hilne ki awaaz nahi arai thi..

Mere bhai ki fatt gai us time.. use lag gaya ki ye koi spirit ho sakti hai..
Wo fir ek jagah khada hokar uske nikal jane ka wait karne laga..
Ek dum usi time wo aurat bhi khadi hogai ek jagah and left right left right dekhni lagi kam se kam 25-30 baar...
Mere bhai ki halat ab aur kharaab hogai .. wo bhaag ke paas ke uncle ke ghar gaya jinhe wo janta tha par bas naukar tha waha aur sab ghar pe nahi the.
Bhai ne mama ko call karne ki koshish ki but uske cell off hogai uski eyes ke saamne..

Fir usne dekha to wo weird aurat wahin khadi thi..aage nai jarai thi.
Fir usne himmat ki n walk karna strt kia to us aurat ne peeche patal ke dheekha..!! usne Ghoonghat kia hua tha.. n fir se aage muh karne left right dekhne lagi..

Ab to koi bhi behosh hojaye!! To mera bhai wapas aya aur thoda peeche ki side bhaag ke ek Kaali Maa ke chote se mandir agaya, wahan usne haath jod ke and 3-4 pathar utha liye..
Tabhi jab wo wapas same road pe aya to wo aurat Gayab thi!!
usne full speed pakadi aur 500m door uska ghar tha waha agaya..
Aaj uski buri halat hai n the funny thing wo 18yrs ka hai fir bhi Mama Mami ke beech soya kall..
But guyz.. mai sochti thi ki bhooth dikhte nai hain .. bas spirits mehsoos hoti hain..
But this incident is Scary as hell!! ab mai bot excited hun gaon jake ye jagah dekhne ki..
I wonder agar wo aurat peeche mud ke mere bhai ki tarah bhaag ke ajati to wo kya kaha ..

Location: unknown

When I was 8, my family moved into an old Colonial that was built in 1810. My father still lives there. Until I was 17, every before I feel asleep, I would feel pressure next to me as if someone sat down on the bed next to me. This would always be accompanied with a feeling of increased pressure in the air. Although I
knew this probably didn't happen to everyone, I didn't think about it much.
Until I got a cat. He was a present for my twelfth birthday. Each night, he would sack out on the bed near my feet. Each night, he would bolt from a dead sleep and glare at something in the doorway before hightailing it out of there. A few moments later, the pressure would return.Again, while this was a weird thing to happen, I didn't really question it. Maybe the
cat was just neurotic. I didn't talk about this nightly occurrence to anyone. However, I did refer this feeling/presence/what have you as "Charlotte." I don't know why.So one day in the summer when I was thirteen, an elderly man and his middle-aged daughter pull up to our house and explain that the father lived in the house with his aunt while he was a boy and that he raised his family there for a few years. They had been visiting family in the neighborhood, and they wondered if they could take a tour for old times' sake. My mom said sure. She, my sister and I led them around the house, and they recalled different memories. Afterward, my mom asked them if they remembered strange occurrences or stories
about the house. "Like ghosts?" the old man asked and chuckled.

His daughter became very quiet and said firmly, "It's not funny, Dad." The man explained that everyone who slept in one bedroom felt a little unsettled, and his daughter interrupted to say that she always felt as if someone sat on the edge of the bed and
she tried to go to sleep. Her father said they used to joke that it was just his aunt looking out for them—his Aunt Charlotte.
This confirmed what I had never admitted to myself. I had a freaking ghost that basically tucked me in at night for the previous five years. Still, going to bed was never freaky or scary. I just tried to ignore the feeling when it came.

Until one night when I was 16. My parents had been going through a weird patch in their marriage, I was feeling depressed, and in general, it was a weird year. I went to bed; after about 20 minutes the cat took his typical bolting exit from the bed, and
I felt the familiar pressure on my side. Then I felt a hand brush through my hair. Then I ran straight downstairs to the living room where my mom was dozing. She woke up when I burst in the room, saw my face, and asked what was wrong. I told
her I had a nightmare and left it at that. I spent a week sleeping in the guest room. When I got the nerve to go back to my
room, I was nearly asleep when I realized I didn't feel the pressure next to me. I did feel pressure in the air. I rolled on my back and saw the figure of a woman in her
60s, wearing a house dress, her hair pulled back in a bun, with her arms folded. She was looking right at me, very concerned. When I found my voice, she disappeared.

I said out loud, "I don't care if you stay, but I can NEVER, EVER, EVER see you
again." I never did.

However a few years later, after my parents divorced and my dad moved in his girlfriend and her 4 year old son, I wasn't really surprised when she told me her little boy said a lady named Charlotte told him stories at night.

22 ah story meri ya . main te mere parents delhi rehnde c. mere dad driver c. bahut vadia kam chalda c. blue line bus chalonde c daddy fir daddy kolo ik accident ho gya te us aadmi di death ho gyi. us to baad pta nai dad nu ki hoya he start drinking alot. couple of weeks ghar h nai aunde c. fir mere nanke ne sochya k ehna nu punjab bhej dinde ya. othe ja k v eh h haal reha.main te mere friends ohna nu labh k lyande. par jado v dad pi k aunde he wana kill me. pta nai ki ho janda c. asi ohna nu bahut davai v khilai par koi fark nahi pya. fir kise ne dasya ik babe di jagah (peera Di jagah) te jao. asi gye ta oh baba ji kehnde main thade ghar ayunga. one night he come to our home in punjab. he bring sindoor chicken n alll stuff. when he start talking to ma dad . dad di awaaz badal gyi. jida andro do awaaza aa rahia hon .main dar gya . jo v bol reha c oh kehnda main nai isnu chadna ehne menu marya. main uth k dooje room ch chal gya. pta nahi us raat hor ki hoya but after that mere dad nu khoon di ulti ayi ,theak hogye. n us din to baad dad ne kadi sharaab nu hath v nahi laya .and na hi pta lga peer babe ne ki kita

its my story,me n my parents use to live in Delhi,my dad was a driver.Everything was going great,he use to drive Blue line bus..Then in an accident,dad killed one man on the road. We dont know,but after that strange things starte happening in my home. My dad started drinking a lot,he use to stay away from home like for weeks. Then my Granny thought,they should send us back to punjab,may be it works for us,and things can be normal again. But dad didnt changed much,my n my friends use to go look outside for him in nights...We took him to so many doctors,but it didnt worked at all..Then someone told us,there is a Dargah,go ova thr..so we took dad over there.But the Peer(saint) said go back,i will come at your home..So one night he came at our house,he bring some stuff with him like Chicken,Sindoor(idk wt u say it in eng) n other stuff..

When he started talking to my dad,my dad voice changed like 2 guys were talking at the same time.i was afraid.The other guy was saying i wont leave this guy,he killed me,i will kill him. Then that Saint said go to other room..we left

i dont know what happened after that,but my dad had a vomit of blood..And he was all ok after that..he was normal. He never touched liquor after that...He never told us what happened that night.

So it goes like my dadi died on 2011 Aug 23. She was very livelihood though, always ready to go and have fun with us and her friends but suddenly her liver got 40 percent damaged so we admitted her in lilawati hospital. Doctors over there told her and my father that she have only 5 to 6 days left after listening to this she went in coma and all the organs inside her started getting failed day by day. After we week we got the news that she died early morning. But before going to coma she promised my cousin that she will be fine soon and she will come to receive him in diwali vacations from pune university (his hostel) as she was very much close to him.

One day my cousin was sitting alone in his hostel room, he was going through a book there he saw somebody standing infront of him. It was dadi herself she smiled and said -Aaja gopu aagaye mein tenu lene, hun chal mere naal, tenu promise kita siga na- after that thing my cousin ran towards the door and then he fainted. In the evening his roommates arrived, they saw my cousin on the floor they took him to the doctor. My cousin was not moving not talking but his eyes were open, then the doctor claimed that he is in coma. 2 months 6 days he was in coma, the day he went normal he told us about the scene. We all were terrified.

location:delhi
this story is related to my mother...
meri mom 4 saal pehle ek firm mein job karti thi toh isliye wo roj at around 4 bje subh jaag jati thi. ek din as usual vo roj ki tarah subh 4 bje uthi tabhi bahar kuch awara kutte baunk rahe the meri mom ne socha ki shayad koi gali mein h tab meri mom terrace pe ayi toh unho ne ki ek admi(most probably ghost) jisne white clothes paihne hue the or gali ghum raha tha jaise hi meri mom ki najar us par padhi toh vo meri mom ko dekh kar nieghbourer ki wall me invisible ho gya tabhi meri mom ko pta nahi kya hua vo suddenly door ka lock khol kar bahr ko jane lagi tabhi door ki awaj sunn kar mere dad uth gye or unho ne dekha ki meri mom ja rahi h tabhi mere dad ne awaj mari par meri mom nahi ruki tabhi mere dad ne bhaag kar mom ko roka. jab mere dad ne mom se pucha ki kaha ja rahe ho toh meri mom tab hyponotize thi or ghar aa kar behosh hogyi after that unko fever raha 3 week and bp low ki problem ho gyi...!!!! jo k ab tk hai...

Location- MORNI, HARYANA

This is the worst or the most horrifying experience of my life which i want to share with every1.
i remember the date it was JAN 6,2013
we have a tradition in our family to go for camping every once in while during holidays.. it was me along with my 3 cousins.. and rest of the family i guess around 13 people.

first few hours were okay but then me and my cousins got bored as parents were along with us so we dint had that much freedom.
at around 10.00pm the 4 of us decided to go somewhere to roam outside the resort, my dad allowed us. so we took the car and went uphill towards the taal. we went to taal (lake) and it was around 12.30 that we decided to return.
on our way back we saw a liquor bar so suddenly chilled beer was all over our minds. we entered the tavern, there was just an old man sitting there, he took our order 6 beers and some snacks. it was a decent booze though.
so to be clear we were not drunk too much + we had some gud capacity
after having beers we payed the bill and came out of the tavern.
then 1 of my cousin realised that he had left his cel phone in there. so me and him went inside again while 2 of our cousins were waiting outside in the car. now the moment we entered the bar again we were dumb struck. i was like freezed, we got scared like hell, we saw that whole of the bar was in ruins as if no one has come here for decades. it was so messy spider webs. the look was like it was abandoned since 100s of years, and to top it all was the old man hanging with a rope from the ceiling, like if he had commited suicide years ago.
for some time me and my cousin frozed we were not able to move, how can i express this but it was like my heart would pound out of my body. imagine yourself in the situation and u will understand. somehow we came to our senses and ran outside towards the car and there told everything to our cousins. they thought that we are doing some prank shit on to them. but then they went inside and as expected they too came out running and were deeply horrified.
the next thing we did was start the car and rushed towards our resort. as we reached we saw every1 (our family) was sitting next to a bonfire and were njoying. we can't tell them what happened as they din't knew that we drink. so we simply went to our rooms and slept. that night i barely slept for an hour or so as i was so damn horrified.
the next morning the 4 of us were vomiting i guess we had food poisoning (from the snacks we ate at that bar). parents took us to a local dispensary and we took some medicines and we were ok. in the afternoon we decided to go to the same place and ask some localites about this. and to our surprise we could not find that liquor shop any where we roamed there for an hour or so but it was like vanished.

my cousin's phone was nowhere to be found. we asked some local people there about the bar but they said that there is no tavern there except for the tourism one and that too closes after 10.00 pm everynight. so we returned to our resort and by now it was clear that it was something supernatural and it occured to me that ghosts do exist as earlier i din't believed in any of this shit.
after that in the evening we all set back for chandigarh. even today when i remember that night i get scared. at times i wake in the middle of nyt (around 2.00 am) as if some1 is calling my name. but now m used to it and even that old man din't harmed us except for the food poisoning we had from the snacks offered by him. now as m narrating this i realised that i can never let go of that horrifying night, that horrifying incident and it will be with me whole of my life ..

Location : Anjuna Beach, Goa

It was the year 2004.I had just given my 9th class exams.
Two days had passes we decided to go visit the St. Francis church
in old Goa It was so massive and i remember seeing it in pictures.

We took a taxi and went to Anjuna Beach. I don't know from which
route he took us, the route was really scary. With empty houses anddeserted churches(or so it looked like that at night).
I was really scared and commented that this must be a haunted place!!!The driver told me a story about the church which has been going on till ages.
So here goes the story -
There was a widow once and had a newborn baby with her. Her
husband died of some disease and she was all alone. She was poor and was unable to feed herself and the baby. Her baby got ill and caught some serious disease. She tried showing to the doctors but they were charging high and she couldn't get the money. So helpless one night her baby started coughing and crying badly and his health had become more serious!!!
She went out at night to find some help but no one was willing to help her. Then she saw a light coming from the church and decided to ask for help from the priest. She went inside and the priest was reciting some prayers inside. She immediately bowed down and touching the priest's feet she pleaded for help. The priest was helpless but decided to help. He told her to wait outside and took the baby in a room. The room was
small with candles and it had a glass window on the door through which one could peep in and see what was going on inside the room. She waited outside and after 5-10 minutes the crying stopped. She felt a sigh of relief and asked the priest if she could come inside and see the baby. The priest shook his head saying no. She waited and thought that maybe her baby will take more time to fully recover. While she was waiting she could hear some noise. She looked around but no one was there. It was just her, the priest and her baby. The noise didn't stop and continued. She got scared thinking it must be some animal making the noise. So she peeped inside the room and the priest had his back
to the lady. He was just sitting there with the baby. Thinking the baby must be fine by now and by the fear of the animal she decided to go inside and have look. When she faced the priest the sight just scared her to death and horrified her!!!
The priest was munching on the baby and eating it. The noise was coming from the room itself. Without thinking she just ran away from the room and ran screaming for help. Luckily there were people coming to there house after a party or dinner and she ran to them. She shouted "The priest in that church is eating my baby!!!Please help!!!"

They looked at the direction she was pointing and were shell shocked!!! They asked her about his description and when she told them they were horrified too!!!They told her that it's impossible because the priest who was there had died 5 days back and they had closed the church for some reason!!!Anyway they went to that church and they found it locked and still they bolted the door and saw no one was there. The mother fainted on the spot.Later on that church was closed completely and no one was allowed to go there.When the driver showed us that church i felt Goosebumps on my skin and immediately told my parents to return back home. I couldn't sleep that night and even now when i tell this story i get Goosebumps all over!!!