Back with part 4 of these spine chilling,  daraavni and khatarnak real life paranormal stories that the Idiot Fam shared with us. Goosebumps Guaranteed !!

Source: ihorror.com

 

  • After my 10th boards, my family planned a pachmarhi trip. We were very excited about that trip and we did a hell lot of shopping for it. Almost a week before the trip, my dad started getting nightmares about my grandma being ill and dying. He used to be really tensed but never told us about what was up with him. Me and dad were very close to grandma. We thought of cancelling the trip and going to village to meet her. But everyone convinced him that it was just a phase and would pass. A few days before the trip, i started getting those same nightmares as dad. I was really freaked out. One day i woke up with a really bad dream of hers, and i insisted dad to call uncle who was in village and ask him about grandma. He said everything was fine. I talked to her over call and she said she really wanted to meet me because she misses all of us and she started crying.

– Anonymous

 

  • I felt bad about not being with her. The very next day we got a call from uncle and he said that suddenly grandma fell ill and she passed away. I cried inconsolably that night. At around 6 in the morning, i woke up and was going to the bathroom when i saw my grandma standing right in front of me! I could be that it was her, alive! She looked at me with tears in her eyes and gave me a smile. I tried calling out mom but i couldn’t speak. I felt i had lost my speech. I held my neck and started coughing and felt very weird. Mom woke up and went right by my side and it felt like she couldn’t see me. I was crying when grandma walked towards me, held my face in both her hands and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and when i opened them she wasn’t there and i was lying on the same place i was standing. My mom came and she asked me why am i lying on the floor. She picked me up and put me on bed. I don’t think it was a dream and i definitely don’t sleep walk. I think my grandma’s last wish to see me was unfulfilled so she came to meet me one last time. Whenever i think of that day, the memory of her kissing my forehead makes me very happy and sad at the same time. I love her!

– Anonymous

  • So this has happened to me personally. We initially used to Live at a big bungalow but the area was congested.. The houses were close to each other. My father was a retired person so he used to stay at home. One day my mom woke up early in morning and found that there was lots of kumkum fallen infront of our main door (wooden). She ignored it and cleaned it herself. The same day my father got 103 fever. Again after 7 days or so my mom saw that there is a lemon poked with pins infront of door and she was horrified seeing this. My father’s condition had still not recovered but the doctors said that nothing has happened to him. They were not able to recognize what was the problem. We decided to install cctv infront of the front door after that. Again after two three days my mom saw that there was a head of a goat, with red and black teeka on its head and we didn’t know where it came from. And the same day we had to admit my father in hospital as his condition was deteriorating and we checked the footage in cctv but there was no one captured doing it, but the goat head just appeared there. We immediately performed some pooja at our home for this.. But in the middle of the pooja we got a call from hospital that my father is no more. This horrifies me more than anything.

– @ambikaaaaaaaa

 

  • I was walking back to my PG around 10:30 in the night. There were few people on the road. I had my headphones to the rescue. I even haven’t covered half of the distance when someone pats on my back, I turned hurriedly and this man in his 70’s said he was calling me for a long time.I said sorry as I couldn’t hear because of my headphones, i inquired and he requested me to pick up the baby walking along with me. I was stunned! but he repeated again, “Bacchi ko Kandhe pe uthalo, nhi to gir jaygi”. I thought he is some mad man with disastrous ageing impacts and it’s better to not start. I logical games here. I couldn’t sleep that whole night, a ghastly dream kept me awake whole night. I thought it’s after effect of horror movie I had before dozing off But the same dream kept appearing often for days, A small girl calling me brother and asking me to save her and I would look at my hands which would be dipped in blood. I couldn’t handle it more and called my father early morning around 5. He kept listening to me on call and after I finished there was a long silence on the other side but he said it will be fine and it won’t happen today onwards. As parents promise, It didn’t. I came home on summer vacations and my mother made me leave that PG. I asked them several times but they mentioned it was just because of some “Graha-Nakshatra and told me to shut down the topic. While having a conversation with my grandmother she couldn’t control and mentioned that my mother had a caretaker or “Aya” who used to take care of her during her pregnancy. She had a baby girl named Ritika who was cherished to welcome me. But Ritika passed away just hours before I was born. She never came again but her story still haunts me.

– @Curiouskidda

Source: mirror.co.uk
  • The story begins 6-7 before my parents got married. Our warehouse (Karond, Bhopal) was being constructed in summers. One of the labourer, mother to an infant decided to lay her daughter under my father’s car to protect her from the scorching sun. Later, my dad (completely unaware) started the car which he ended up running over the infant. At that time the incident was covered up by paying a hefty amount to the mother and the matter was dismissed. After my parents got married, my grandfather decided to build our house (a huge ass mansion) on the same plot. My dad became a heavy drinker soon after the family moved to the new house (not fully constructed) followed by the death of my grandfather leading to a downfall of our business leaving the house incomplete till date. Some nights my dad would wake up from deep sleep and claim that someone slapped him and pulled his hair. Everyone thought its the alcohol speaking He would always say things like ‘take her away from here”, “she’s beating me* pointing at an empty spot. On 26th April 2009, my dad slept and never woke up (reason: unkown). He always claimed that he will die on 26th (not kidding). After his death, the grown spirit of the infant was seen by the warehouse workers sitting on another worker’s shoulder or sometimes as “Me” wandering alone in the middle of the night. Although, she never harmed anyone other than my father, we still feel a presence of a negative energy in that house because we had all kinds of pets (from rats to dogs) and none of them survived (died mysteriously) more than a month in that house. There has been a lot more incidents in that house but I shall end it here.

– Anonymous

 

  • In my then colony, there was a boy who was one of my friends. We weren’t that good of friends but we used to play together. This one time we went out to play but other friends could not come out as there parents were busy making them study. So only two of us were there that evening. So we decided that we should do something fun so that we could tell the others about it the next day. I decided that we should go to the new mall that was built there a few months ago. I had never been to any mall then and it was one of the first ones in here in this city too. We decided that we would ride our bicycle. But to make things fun, that guy(my friend) said race karte hain, aur haarne wale ko jeetne wale ke kehne pe kuch bhi karna hoga”. I agreed because I thought I would win. We both started racing. Actually there were two different routes to that mall. One was a bit longer that I took and other was a shortcut that went through some kind of a mini forest where there still is a graveyard. It was across the train tracks. We kids weren’t allowed to go there. He took that route to win the race. We also made a deal that the one who reaches first will wait for the other at the entrance of the mall. After around 40 mins reached and I thought I won because I could not see him at the gate. So I proudly waited for him. I waited for him he sunset in the evening which was probably for 2-3 hours but he didn’t show up. I started to think that maybe he returned back to his home for some reason. Maybe someone from his family caught him halfway and took him back. So I went back to my home because I didn’t want to go inside alone. I literally had just 100 bucks on me out of which 57 bucks was given by him to me to keep it safe. He didn’t have a pocket I guess. For the next following week he didn’t come out to play either but since we weren’t that good of friends, I barely care After a week more I decided to visit him because I had to return his share of money. So went to his house and that house was locked. I thought maybe they have gone to visit someplace. I asked my mom, my friends and some people if anyone had seen him in the past 2 weeks. The strange thing is, no one seemed to remember him, like he never existed. Not even our friends who he used to play with. At first, I thought they all are pranking on me but they kept denying the same thing for days and it started to feel stranger, like I was dreaming or smthn. For the next few weeks I could not think of anything but since I was a kid, the thoughts didn’t bother me for long. Only the memory stayed. With time I moved on. What makes me feel weird is I still remember his face and I also had his money with me for days which he asked me to keep. But I never saw him again, ever since he took that route.

– Anonymous

 

  • Well it all started in Jan 2018. A friend of mine who is a very good artist gifted me a portrait of my face. He came all the way from Bengaluru to mysuru just to give that gift. I happily took it and kept in my room above my tv stand. Soon after the portrait came to my place weird things started to happen. I was always got up by some strange feeling of someone standing beside my bed. I heard someone call out my name every night around 3-3:30. Whenever I saw that portrait I felt it’s filled with emotions. Like its giving me a crooked smile, staring me. So one day I decided to call my friend and share these things. To my surprise he said there is nothing to be worried about that, Negativity is everywhere just ignore and sleep. Day by day I started loosing my sleep and finally shared this with my mom and she took me somewhere and they asked me to get that portrait when I took it and went that person told me not to enter his place and said that portrait is the filled with negativity and Some sort of black magic has been done to it by my name. Finally we dispose it. Ps: I tried my best to shorten it and explain. He did all these just because I refused his marriage proposal.

– Anonymous

 

  • So this incident happened in 2005 with my Aunt when she was pregnant with her first child. My Uncle and Aunt went for a visit to the new house they had just bought in Pune city. When they reached my uncle realised that he had forgotten an important file in the old house so he told my aunt to wait there while he fetched the file. My aunt began exploring the new place and the area around when it started raining heavily so my aunt took cover under a peepal tree which was just close to the house, she waited there till my uncle returned. Few days later when they moved in the new house my aunt started experiencing horrible incidents. One night when they both were asleep, my aunt suddenly woke up and kept looking at the bedroom door, after a few mins she woke my scale up and pointed towards the door saying ‘look she is standing there’ and ‘look no She is walking towards the kitchen’. My uncle turned white when he heard her bcoz he couldn’t see anyone! And nobody else lived with them in the house. This happened every night. My aunt was scared to death as she used to frequently see that woman(ghost) in that house. Since she was pregnant so for a few days she went to her mother’s place in Mumbai. Even there same incident occurred every night. After returning, my uncle and aunt talked to a priest and they got to know that a pregnant lady had hanged herself on the peepal tree next to their house. The same one under which my aunt took shelter! After knowing this my uncle and aunt did a puja in the house and left that place and went on to live somewhere else. But my aunt still turns pale while recalling those incidents so we prefer not to talk about it!

– Anonymous

  • Just a heads up I am sensitive to energies and one of those who tends to ignore this. I am a college student, and we have single person dorm in our hostel, so as usual after completing my work, I put on my headphones, shut the door, that was peak admission time so only 2-3 rooms on floor were filled and I heard some loud banging on my door, i put down my headphones, tried to listen it again but couldn’t hear anything, so i thought maybe it was music and slept, then after 4 days, when i tucked myself into bed I came across a very faint female voice calling my name in a spooky tone and nails being tictaced on my door, I thought this is some sort of prank so i opened the door looked around but in vain, locked myself. I was ignoring these incidents by giving excuses, then it all started adding up after i had a nightmare which felt like reality, i saw a girl sitting inside my room, talking to me and telling me she likes me and will never let me go away from her, she had a very benign smile so i agreed, then i just found myself in bed with my eyes shut but i was awake, I didn’t narrate this story to any of my friends and thought it would scare them off and went on by tagging it as a nightmare. Then from the other night it all stopped, but this was all bothering me so i shared this with ma, she sent a murti of krishna and told me to chant Hanuman Chalisa. I forgot about this as i was so worked up i didn’t have time. After a week, Maybe with the Murti coming in dorm an horrendous incident occured that night, someone sealed my lips, i couldn’t move and with a great force someone was trying to choke me it was so dark but i felt a strong gust of wind overpowering me and as i remember i was laying still in my bed but with my eyes open this time and heard that same voice saying Alsa kyun kiya ” as soon as I heard it, i tried chanting mantras and hanuman chalisa, but my lips were sealed tired myself and used all the energy i could, at last i saw an Image of Hanuman temple i used to visit with my nani, she died 2 years prior to this, suddenly it all just stopped and i found myself staring at the lightbulb. I am still petrified and have goosebumps while writing this, I went to my friend’s room after this, i was Crying inconsolably and she helped me sleep, she put on Hanuman chalisa on youtube. In morning when i asked the wardens about the incident they all denied that Nothing strange has happened here, but i asked “Baiji ” later that day,and she told me on our floor a didi used to live who died in a car accident in 2016, and many girls have heard footsteps in hallway following them at times. I was so scared i cried in all my lectures, all the class was looking at me, like i was going through a horrible Break because that was happening to every other girl at that time tbh. This all took place a year back and it still feels like yesterday

– Anonymous

 

  • It was in 2018, when I was in a very bad headspace, I was troubled, weak and felt miserable in general. I had trouble falling asleep and low key I was suffering. That is until one night I had a dream. In the dream I was in my room not particularly doing anything. My grandpa (who had passed away an year ago) walked in. I flexed like a little boy and said “check out my biceps grandpa.” My grandpa came close and feel my bicep and said in his ever uplifting voice ” Wow, you are so strong “I literally woke up in tears but I knew at that moment, it was him supporting me and telling me Im strong enough to fight and pass th And literally as if like a miracle I no longer had trouble falling asleep and I didn’t feel miserable anymore. Even as I type this my eyes are filled with tears thinking about the dream, his smiling face and his message.

– Anonymous

Source: viator.com

 

I’ve read about enough experiences lately to say something exists here which is beyond our mortal understanding. Negative energy, positive energy, or spirits, whatever you may call it. But there’s definitely something that exists.

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