Since most of you wanted me to share more of my experience with the supernaturals;

In February, I was writing a horror short story about a haunted mansion. It was good until I got to a chapter about a vanishing girl where the things I wrote happened to me that very night. 1/n

Basically I was writing a short horror story back in July 2019 called ‘Heartler’s Estate’. It was mainly about my own experience just depicted through various characters.

I later went for Hajj and forgot about the entire thing and discovered it in winters to start working again.

Back in February I started writing again. So I got around to this chapter about a girl who haunts the house and vanished at will. The chapter was great. After being done with writing that night, I departed for gym.

Now my gym was located next to a very very large open ground.

It’s a large place for football matches and at night the place used to be pitch black. Nothing could be seen.
I did my usually exercises and as I was about to leave, I realised I should go to the mosque because I’d be very tired when I reach home. Here’s where the story starts.

I entered the mosque and it was completely empty. It was around 9:30 and Jamaat was around 7, so you can imagine the silence.
Now just as I entered the courtyard I could listen to children playing, laughing and I could hear their footsteps.

I couldn’t exactly trace the source of the commotion so I got to praying. Now during the prayers I could spot children running infront of me in the hall. They were just running around the entire hall. It felt a bit eery to me, but I brushed it off. Just as I did with the Farz

I looked ahead and a small girl came running to me and stood infront. She was wearing a pink frock and white leggings. She just stood there and looked me in the eyes and then ran past me around the corner of the staircase.

Now this was weird because I saw a number of children

And this was just one girl, more so, it was very scary the way she just looked me in the eyes and then ran past.

Now clearly scared, I went on with the 2 sunnahs and as I did those, I heard her laughing again and running past me into the main hall. Just as I completed my Rakaat

I looked at her and she ran towards the Minbar and stood behind it. Now I could see her flock flashing behind from the Minbar and I was generally worried what a girl so Young was doing in a mosque at 9:30. So I decided to go and ask her if she’s okay.

I could still spot her frock. So as I started approaching her, she got quieter and quieter with her laughter. I was sensing that something was off. There was something wrong with the whole situation and my brain was telling me to not move further. But I did.

As I got closer the hair on my neck rose which indicated that something was wrong. Just as I approached the Minbar, I stopped. Realising what was about to happen, I didn’t walk further. I just stretched my head over the minbar to see her and discovered that the place was empty.

There was no one there. No girl, no frock, nothing. The place was completely empty. The girl that I just saw walk behind the Minbar had vanished into thin air. And that too right infront of my eyes.

I ran outside as fast as I could with ever hair on my body completely erect. The drive back home was very difficult. I was very positive that I’d see her sitting next to me any moment. But she didn’t and I reached home. I told my mother the story and she did some protection duas