I have heard the stories of ghosts and paranormal experiences of people
in older times from my grandmother. But today, no one believes in such
things because we are living in the 21st century where such incidents
are considered to be a symbol of mockery. But the supernatural happening
that occurred to me a few days back compelled me to believe that in
this world, there is a real evil.
I was sleeping when I saw a man in my dream. He looked sad and
flogged. He was painfully thin and there was a bruise on the side of his
cheek, the size of a man's fist. He was trying to convince me of
something. Then he looked back and told me "Get Lost" as he told that
Yamraj (Hindu god of death) was approaching. His blutering hadn't worked
so he began to whine. He then told that if I failed to rescue him from
Yamraj, then he will haunt me every night and he won't let me sleep. I
was terrified.
My dream broke from fear I felt even during the sleep. To my horror, I saw someone sitting beside my bed who looked still. His figure was similar to my father but he was not my dad. I recognized him from his cheek. He was the man which came in my dream. He looked so real that I asked him about his problem. Now with an aggressive face he turned towards me and he passed through my body. I was paralyzed. I gave out a loud shout which awakened my parents. They asked me why I shouted. When I told them all this, they were not convinced. They thought that I had seen a dream. But I'm sure that it was something more... More than a dream.
From that day, I never saw him again and he had never haunted me. Maybe god Yamraj has sent him to a proper place where he deserved to be!
My dream broke from fear I felt even during the sleep. To my horror, I saw someone sitting beside my bed who looked still. His figure was similar to my father but he was not my dad. I recognized him from his cheek. He was the man which came in my dream. He looked so real that I asked him about his problem. Now with an aggressive face he turned towards me and he passed through my body. I was paralyzed. I gave out a loud shout which awakened my parents. They asked me why I shouted. When I told them all this, they were not convinced. They thought that I had seen a dream. But I'm sure that it was something more... More than a dream.
From that day, I never saw him again and he had never haunted me. Maybe god Yamraj has sent him to a proper place where he deserved to be!
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