It was 3 years ago when I go to my village in Lalamusa, Pakistan, to attend the marriage ceremony of my cousin. My brother and I planned to go there. We go to our village very occasionally. So, when we reached our village, our cousin received us. It was the 1st day of the wedding ceremony. It usually takes 3 to 4 days for a wedding to end in villages because of various cultural rituals.
The first day was very wonderful we enjoyed it a lot. There was a local folk music band that performed, everybody dance, and it was a lot of fun. After this, dinner was served, but I didn't eat because I was not hungry at that time, and at about 8 p.m., every function of the day ends. So, we were sitting conversing and cracking jokes on each other. My cousin was about the same age as my elder brother. They also belong to the same profession, so they started talking about that. It kind of bored me, and I was feeling hungry, so I walked out of the room and went towards the kitchen to find something to eat. But unfortunately, there was nothing left to eat; then I move towards the lawn, it was freezing outside, and the cool breeze was also blowing. It was almost 9 o'clock. I thought there is a shop within walking distance from the house. I must find something there to eat. I started to walk towards the shop. The way was very dark, quiet, and alongside the road. Our village is one of the oldest villages, and it hasn't that much population.
When I was walking, I turned on my mobile torch to make my view clearer. When I reached that shop, it was closed. Then I decided why not go to the other one about half kilometers from that shop. I started to walk. I don't know why but there was a fear inside me that some addict might snatch my phone or wallet, so I keep walking fast when I reached the shop it was also closed. Now I cursed myself to came that way long. I have to go about 1 kilometer back, and I was already tired and hungry. So, my brilliant mind gave me an idea that if I used the inner route that passes through the graveyard, I reach home fast, but I don't know it was abandoned because of some incidents in the past two years. I was walking and walking; owls were crawling. It was that quiet, I can even hear insects buzzing.
Then all of a sudden, it feels someone is following me. I thought it was my delusion. Then I keep walking hastily and started reciting some holy verses but I realized something is walking again, but this time with my pace. Now I began to run as fast as I could, that our house lights were in my vision. Then I try to look back, but what I saw, shocked me that it was a lady in an old black dress, with very long hair and cuts on her face, and she turned within seconds into an older man with a white beard. His face was shining very bright; he put a devilish smile on his face, pointed to me, and disappeared. Finally, I reached home, opened the door, and the whole thing was running in my mind.
I was shaking and sweating and ultimately fainted. The next morning, when I wake up, everyone was sitting beside me and started asking what happened to me last night. I told them the whole story.
Then my cousin told me why you took that route; it was abandoned because of the haunted graveyard and its paranormal activities. You shouldn't have to go alone out there, and nobody left their home in the village after 8 o'clock. You should have told me about leaving the house, and you are lucky that you are alive.
Well, then I had nothing to say. We came back home after the wedding and till now didn't go village again. I can still remember that night, the face, its devilish smile, and its transition; it gives me goosebumps every time I recall those events.
The end.
I hope you people like this experience.
Give a thumbs up if you like.
Comment for any thoughts regarding the story.
Thanks and see you in the next one.🙂
Now, I hope so you are fine 😰