am Stacey and am 23 years of age. This experience dates back to August 2011 when I used to stay at a rented room with my elder sister and my best friend in Delhi. I would like to tell that the balcony of the house used to stay covered with a mango tree that used to seem like falling over our house.
We had this one room, outside which there was a gallery which comprised of the kitchen and the washroom. Beside the washroom was the staircase that lead to the
terrace which used to stay unlighted as no one used to go upstairs. I started having
this weird feeling whenever I used to open the door of the room and go in the
kitchen or the washroom. I always felt as if someone was standing on the staircase
keeping one hand on the railing. But I never found anything every time I used to
turn over to confirm. It continued for every time we opened the door of the room.
However I tried discussing it with my sister but she asked me stay quiet as she was
too scared of discussing anything like that. She used to work in night shift so always
warned me and my best friend not to loiter in the balcony area at nite. But we
always used to freak out after my sister had left for her office.
We had this separate entry to our floor and had the staircase attached to a side of
the balcony. One night me and my friend were sitting on the staircase outside and
were enjoying the summer night with our girly chats. It was around 1:30 to 2 a.m.
Suddenly we both felt a breeze of cold wind blow through our legs. We discussed
about it in a normal manner and continued with our stuff. Moments later we heard
rustling of the mango tree leaves which was hanging just above us in the balcony.
As we looked up we found the leaves just above us shaking badly. We both freaked
out so badly that we started chanting prayers and rushed inside the room. We kept
the lights of the room on so as to make our minds normal. Everything became back
to normal when my sister arrived early in the morning. We did not disclose this to my
sister as she would have scolded us for sitting on the staircase outside so late.
Days after we three went out for some shopping and I realized I didn't have my
cellphone with me. I asked my sister to call on my cell so that we could make out if I
had left it in the house or at some shop. Some male person did receive the call and
said "hello..." in a whispering tone. I replied the same and the person again said
"hello..." in a whisper. I cut the phone and came back home annoyed, thinking that I
might have got my phone stolen away.
To my surprise as we entered the room I found my phone on the bed. We had
locked the room from outside before leaving and there was no other way through
which someone or the landlord could have got into the room. I immediately checked
the call log and found my sister's number in the 'received calls' list. This made it clear
that someone did receive that call. We even clarified things with our landlord asking him if anyone entered our room some moments back to which he clearly denied
reminding us that he had no duplicate key of our room.
This was something which really got us thinking and discuss things in detail. Nothing
evil took place neither did the spirit (if any) tried interfering with our lives in the room. But certainly there was something/someone who kept standing on the
staircase near the kitchen and outside near the tree too. We decided to move out
but never discussed anything with the landlord as we knew no one would ever speak or accept something ill about his own house. Now I stay in a PG with other
girls and still remember those days trying to figure out the possible reasons behind
those happenings. I reach no conclusion whatsoever.
BINABASA MO ANG
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