Spirits, Tantriks, Ghosts- Everyone laugh at them. Everyone perceives them as superstitions. They say they don't exist. Ghosts don't exist. They say these just to scare children. How many stories the older ones- our grandparents- have told us. Dangerous. Scary. Such stories that freak us. We are scared that night, and forget the next day. Everyone says, "The stories that the seniors tell, are made by them itself". Our today's generation, doesn't even believe in it. There's a time in every friend
's group where they sit together and share their secrets. Such matters which only they have seen. Such matters that give us goosebumps. Such scary truths, which make it difficult for us to sleep at night. So today, I'm gonna tell you a story. True story- such a story where the protagonist was me. A true incident which happened to me during my childhood. No one believes in ghosts and spirits, right? Atheist people make fun of these things. I too, was Atheist since my childhood- I too, made of the
m. I too, didn't believe in these things. Until I met them. Note: Subtitles have been added with headphones on. Story By: Shubham Saini aka BeastBoyShub Welcome to- Let Me Scare You series It's from the time when I was in 8th class. Where I live, there are tall buildings, but people's thinking- old aged. Like villages. That's why we call this place a village. Earlier, it used to happen that the lights would go off in the evening. After the lights went off, neither we could watch TV nor we could
play due to darkness. Then we would arrange a bed outside our house and sit there and tell horror stories to each others. Grandparents, parents, brothers, sisters and all the friends- everyone would sit there. And one by one, they told their own horror stories. No matter which story they said, but they said it's true. It really happened. But I never used to believe them. My grandparents would say that there have been many ghostly incidents in our village and they used to tell me many stories. Bu
t I could never believe in them. Once, it happened in house. It was about 1:30 at night. Everyone was fast asleep. My parents slept in a room and slept with my grandmother. Our kitchen was just between my room and my parents' room. When we were in deep sleep, suddenly, my grandmother woke me up. She said, "Shubham, a cat may have entered the kitchen. Go and drive it off. I can hear utensils falling". I said, "No, it's too dark and I'm scared". She said, "Come- I will go with you. We set off to t
he kitchen. We could hear bowls, plates and glass falling from there. We reached the kitchen. And what we saw there, made us totally quiet. We saw that the kitchen door was closed from inside. We could hear utensils breaking. We couldn't understand what was happening- we were shivering due to fear. We ran to my parents' room to call them. As soon as we reached their room, noises from the kitchen stopped. Suddenly, quietness captured the house. I told my grandmother that noises from the kitchen h
ave stopped. She said, "Don't go anywhere- stay here". Neither of us had the courage to go to the kitchen. We started knocking on my parents' room's door. As soon as they came out and saw we were too scared, they asked, "What happened?" We told them the whole thing. They thought that my grandmother is too old. So she might have had a dream. But when we were standing outside the kitchen, I heard the noise too. I and my grandmother persuaded them and told them that, "Let's check out the kitchen on
ce". When we reached the kitchen, we saw that the door of the kitchen was open. Every utensil was on its place. No utensil was broken on the floor. But we saw something which freaked us. The plate on the gas of the kitchen on which many lemons were kept. Obviously, you might be thinking that what scared me. Actually, we were afraid because the plate was red-hot. The steel plate was glowing red-hot! That plate was looking as if it had been kept on the gas for 2-3 hours. We were too scared. We sta
yed in the same room and continued talking for about an hour. We asked each other if one of us has done this. - Everyone said, "No". The more we talked about this matter, we got more and more afraid. My parents and my grandparents believed in God. Being a devotee of Radha-Krishna and Khatu-Shyam, they had built a big temple in our house. We were more afraid due to the fact that although there's a temple in our house, how did it happen? My grandmother and father decided that we'll pray to God rig
ht now. We set off for the temple. As soon as we came outta the room too go to the temple, we saw the water was flowing out of the tubewell before the bathroom. My father up-downed the handle but the water didn't stop flowing. We all were shocked to see this. Because no tubewell has experienced such a situation. Ignoring this matter, we kept a bucket below it and went to the temple. As soon as we reached the temple, a thing appeared before us that doubled our fear. There was a bowl outside the t
emple gate, where the same lemon was kept. But it was red with the 'Tilak' from the temple. We had seen so much in one night that our fear didn't have a limit. My grandmother decided that we'll pray from outside the temple. My grandmother said me to bring the packet of cotton from the cupboard of bedroom for the 'Arati'. But I was so freaked out with these accidents that I didn't have the courage to go anywhere. I started crying and said, "No, I won't go". She said, "Okay, no problem- I'll go wi
th you". I and my grandmother set off for the room to bring the cotton and rest of the materials for the 'Arati'. Our room was very small. Where there was a dressing table, a bed which was in the midst of the room, and a cupboard in a corner of the room. That almirah had been kept at a bit distance from the wall. So that everyday, it can be cleaned. Whenever I and my friend played hide-&-seek, one of us would always hide behind that almirah. But I had never thought that someone would be playing
hide-&-seek with us this late night. As soon as my grandmother turned on the light and searched for the packet of cotton, I could see someone's shadow near the almirah. As if someone is standing behind the almirah. A very big thing. I immediately informed, "Granny, Granny, someone's standing there". She asked me, "Where?" I pointed out to the place and said, "There". When she looked at it, she too, felt that someone was really standing there. She called my father. My father shouted, "What happen
ed?" At that moment, whoever was standing behind the almirah, they banged on the almirah. That sound kept increasing. We got scared and ran out of the room and as soon as we were at a distance from the room, the room's doors closed. We didn't dare look back- we kept running. As we reached my parents, they asked, "What happened?" We didn't listen to them- just grabbed their hands and came out. And closed the gate from outside. Then we went straight to my uncle's house which was nearby. We told th
em the whole thing. At first, they thought our story to be a joke. He kept ignoring it. But when he saw that my parents were accepting it, He too, got scared. We talked about it till the morning. But no one had the courage to go back into that house. As soon as it was morning, the story spread across the neighbourhood. Everyone was scared. Then my father, uncle and five else, when took big sticks into the house, Then he saw that all the beds were upside-down. Every utensil in that house are scat
tered. Every curtain has been torn. The wardrobe is lying on the floor and the bed is not on its place. Everyone shivered up when they saw this. That very day, my dad and grandmother blessed up this house. It does not matter how many Atheist people are there in this world. Who don't believe in spoken words. I too, am an Atheist. But I still remember that day. And I don't think I'll ever forget it. And what do you think? We blessed the house, that means ghostly incidents stopped happening? Even a
fter we blessed the house many incidents took place there. If you wanna listen to more such stories, tell me in the comments below. There are many such stories from my childhood. Those who don't believe in ghosts, even they will freak out. Such things happened in my village. Quickly share this video. So that your friends and family members can also experience what is 'freak'. So I'm going to make the next video. Keep watching my videos and take care. And yeah, Be safe from those ghosts. What if
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