Your ghost stories

[RescueRanger]

Like a necromancer in a light novel or horror movie - I have resurrected this thread.

So dont be shy, share your ghost stories

 

[onlinpunit]

2011 AD, Bangalore.
One weekend night, my four roommates and I were indulging in a trip down memory lane. Our building was the last one on the lane, with a main entrance secured by a double door. Once locked from the inside, it was impossible to open from the outside.Around 3 AM, we heard a loud knock on our apartment door. It was strange because the main entrance was still locked. We froze for a moment, then rushed together to open the door.There was no one there—absolutely no one. The main door was locked as usual..!

 

[RescueRanger]

2011 AD, Bangalore.
One weekend night, my four roommates and I were indulging in a trip down memory lane. Our building was the last one on the lane, with a main entrance secured by a double door. Once locked from the inside, it was impossible to open from the outside.Around 3 AM, we heard a loud knock on our apartment door. It was strange because the main entrance was still locked. We froze for a moment, then rushed together to open the door.There was no one there—absolutely no one. The main door was locked as usual..!

3 AM is a very common time for such occurrences. I believe in the west they call it the Witching Hour.

 

[RescueRanger]

I have had a couple of strange interactions, mostly when we have been out in hunts in the jungle or woodland/marshes. Our driver when I was stationed at Muzaffarabad quit his job after witnessing something paranormal.

 

[onlinpunit]

3 AM is a very common time for such occurrences. I believe in the west they call it the Witching Hour.

It was creepy ! Dusk and pre dawn have always scared our ancestors since prehistoric days !
And all of us heard rhe knock. So can't even say that it was my imagination !!

 

[ghazi52]

It was creepy ! Dusk and pre dawn have always scared our ancestors since prehistoric days !
And all of us heard rhe knock. So can't even say that it was my imagination !!

I also heard from my elders, when I was kid.

 

[Watandar]

I have had a couple of strange interactions, mostly when we have been out in hunts in the jungle or woodland/marshes. Our driver when I was stationed at Muzaffarabad quit his job after witnessing something paranormal.

Please tell us more.

 

[j_hungary]

Not exactly a "Ghost Story", I am not even sure this is supernatural as I would like it to be (I mean, if you don't believe it then it's not I guess)

This is when I was deployed to Iraq. One day, a white stray cat wandered into our COP. We took him in, and he started to hang around. He would arrive early in the morning, and we would feed it, and then by the afternoon, he would be gone. We all love to have him around the base.

One day, we were going to do a evening/night patrol and we were prepping the gear, and just as we were about to go outside, the cat showed up, I was thinking he must be hungry and ask someone to fetch him food and water, that delayed our departure for a few minutes, then he went away toward the area we were going to do our night patrol.

While we were there, just as we arrived, someone triggered an IED, and it exploded on the path we were supposed to be on, roughly where we would have been on if we had departed as scheduled (well, plus or minus roughly a hundred yards). And after that, we never saw the cat again.

Some soldiers in my platoon think it's the cat who triggered the IED, and he died in our place, me? I don't know man.

 

[RescueRanger]

Please tell us more.

****Disclaimer: This is a story a driver who worked for an organisation I was in told us after he refused to return to work. I don't claim to endorse or verify its authenticity.
****

This story is going back a while now, but basically there is an old building dating back to the mughal period in Muzaffarabad known as the Ranbir Singh Baradari or Ranbir Singh Domel Bridge.



If you have ever been to Kashmir you will be familiar with this bridge, the street structure was replaced much later in 1935 but stone and masonry foundations and surrounding buildings are way older estimated date of construction 1835.

Baradari literally means building with 12 doors (bara = twelve) (dar=door) these baradaris were introduced to India by the mughals along with other innovations and you can spot other such bara daris in Punjab and Sindh too.

Anyway I digress, the driver in question was coming back towards PC after dropping someone off, he stopped on the road perpendicular to the old bridge to have a smoke, like most nights in Kashmir it was misty and cold, from his vantage point he would have been able to see the oversized arched gates of the baradari.

Anyhow he claims that he heard what sounded like delicate "jhanjhan" of a women wearing Payal (Anklets). He looked around and there wasn't a soul in sight.

And keep in mind that the area behind the old bridge is already known to be haunted amongst locals so is the area near the red fort and Pir Chansi.

He claimed he heard the sounds of Payal again, only this time accompanied by sobbing.

He further stated to have seen a woman dressed in very traditional Kashmiri bridal dress sitting on the steps of the arched gateway sobbing into her hands.

See image below for reference:

1. Location of the driver's vantage point
2. Approx location of woman

So he walked down over to the gateway, descended towards the location of where he saw the women, as he got closer to where the woman was seen originally there was no one there.

Then suddenly he felt a hand tap him gently on his shoulder, before squeezing his shoulder tightly, enough to make him grimace in pain... Which was accompanied by a woman's voice repeating "Me Bozi" which is old Kashmiri for "Listen to me".

When he turned around he claims he saw what looked like a woman wearing a bridal veil with her head was twisted abnormally backwards with hair so long it kissed the ground.

Accodding to his tale he collapsed to the floor, got up again, abandoned the car on the same road and kept running till he fell unconscious and was helped by some nearby locals.

Anyway he was fired for going AWOL. I guess Management dont believe in ghosts

 

[safriz]

Pennine moors is a large bogland , right next to Manchester. I often go there for a walk.
Anyone from Northwest of England ill know that this area is muddy , without any tress, and no very prominent landmarks. You look in any direction its grassland with scattered Heather brush, and shallow hills , here and there. Getting lost in the moors is not that difficult.
There is an old 400 km walking path from sheffield to Scottish borders , which passes through these moorlands . Its semi paved , and the most convenient track for walking in these areas. Its called the Pennine way.
Almost all people going there stick to the path, but on that day , we went off the track and things happened.
The story goes like following. My nephew was visiting us from Australia, and we were taking him around. One of those days me my adult son, my then 8 year old son, who is much older now, decided to go to the Pennine moors and walk on the Pennine way with the visiting guest.
This was going to be my Bajillionth visit to the area. But i made two mistakes that day. On we set off very late. After Asar prayer. The second mistake i will mention later. Which caused all the incident.

 

[safriz]

Pennine moors is a large bogland , right next to Manchester. I often go there for a walk.
Anyone from Northwest of England ill know that this area is muddy , without any tress, and no very prominent landmarks. You look in any direction its grassland with scattered Heather brush, and shallow hills , here and there. Getting lost in the moors is not that difficult.
There is an old 400 km walking path from sheffield to Scottish borders , which passes through these moorlands . Its semi paved , and the most convenient track for walking in these areas. Its called the Pennine way.
Almost all people going there stick to the path, but on that day , we went off the track and things happened.
The story goes like following. My nephew was visiting us from Australia, and we were taking him around. One of those days me my adult son, my then 8 year old son, who is much older now, decided to go to the Pennine moors and walk on the Pennine way with the visiting guest.
This was going to be my Bajillionth visit to the area. But i made two mistakes that day. On we set off very late. After Asar prayer. The second mistake i will mention later. Which caused all the incident.

So we drove on the A57 Snake pass, which is a picturesque winding road going from Manchester to Sheffield.
It was almost autumn, but the weather was fine, sky was clear, which is not that common in Northern England.
I always park at a particular spot , when visiting the moors. Those who know, will know. Its the spot where the Pennine way crosses the Snake pass, and the terrain goes flat.
When we parked, it was still daylight, but the sun was not too high above the horizon, and we had less than 2 hours of daylight.
Thats when we made our second and third mistakes. Instead of going fore a stroll on the established and well marked pennine way, we decided to go off the track towards Bleaklow.

 

[safriz]

So we drove on the A57 Snake pass, which is a picturesque winding road going from Manchester to Sheffield.
It was almost autumn, but the weather was fine, sky was clear, which is not that common in Northern England.
I always park at a particular spot , when visiting the moors. Those who know, will know. Its the spot where the Pennine way crosses the Snake pass, and the terrain goes flat.
When we parked, it was still daylight, but the sun was not too high above the horizon, and we had less than 2 hours of daylight.
Thats when we made our second and third mistakes. Instead of going fore a stroll on the established and well marked pennine way, we decided to go off the track towards Bleaklow.

Theres an American B-29 plane crash debris behind a flat hill . This exact plane was the one one who took the photograph of the world's first Hydrogen bomb test.
To go there , we needed the walk two miles up the Pennine way, then leave the track and go into the moors, walk another 2 miles, on muddy grounds towards Bleaklow hill, behind which there was the plane crash.

 

[Hakwa Nadro]

 

[safriz]

Theres an American B-29 plane crash debris behind a flat hill . This exact plane was the one one who took the photograph of the world's first Hydrogen bomb test.
To go there , we needed the walk two miles up the Pennine way, then leave the track and go into the moors, walk another 2 miles, on muddy grounds towards Bleaklow hill, behind which there was the plane crash.

We thought if we walk fast, we would be back to our parking spot , may b half an hour after sunset, hen it wont be too dark, and we were right.
We reached the crash site an hour before sunset, and after a short stay i wanted to start our journey back. But my nephew was very interesting in exploring all the plane parts scattered in the area. I been there before, and i thought I have seen everything, but my nephew discovered something i never seen before. The grey pebbles on the ground, which i always thought were pebbles, were actually droplets of Molten Aluminum. When the plane burnt, the heat melted the Aluminum, and it dripped on the ground.
I got distracted and lost track of time. By the time we were done and decided to start walking back, the sun had set.

 

[safriz]

We thought if we walk fast, we would be back to our parking spot , may b half an hour after sunset, hen it wont be too dark, and we were right.
We reached the crash site an hour before sunset, and after a short stay i wanted to start our journey back. But my nephew was very interesting in exploring all the plane parts scattered in the area. I been there before, and i thought I have seen everything, but my nephew discovered something i never seen before. The grey pebbles on the ground, which i always thought were pebbles, were actually droplets of Molten Aluminum. When the plane burnt, the heat melted the Aluminum, and it dripped on the ground.
I got distracted and lost track of time. By the time we were done and decided to start walking back, the sun had set.

The ground around us had no marked path. It was grass and mud all around us, and gently rising and dipping terrain. We had to first reach the paennine way and then walk on that to the snake pass, where our car was parked.
We started walking in the direction of pennine way, which was west. But we also had to avoid pools of water and mud. It was getting dark, and although we knew which direction to go, finding a way to go there was getting difficult, as we could not see which ground is mussy and which are dry bits where we can walk.
And we got lost