An Abandoned Bungalow

This happened last year, me and a couple of other friends decided to explore an old bungalow in my locality which was supposed to be haunted. Now when people see an abandoned bungalow they think it's haunted, but people like to talk don't they? We didn't believe a word of the place being haunted and decided to explore for ourselves.

I stay in a bungalow which is near the abandoned one so we decided to have a sleepover at my place and then sneak out during the night have a look, snap a few pictures and return back. My mom had gone to Pune for a relative's marriage so that made the sneaking out easy. It was the summer holidays and we had a lot of fun, there were three of us me my friend Shivani and another friend Vidya.

Some background about the house, it has been uninhabited since as long as I can remember. The current owner of the bungalow is in the United States and doesn't care about it, maybe they are selling it to some builder next year. It's a pretty desolate place, it's at the very end of the road and has a waste land behind it. Not many people care about it anymore, it's been long forgotten except when people talk about ghosts. It is said that the ghost of some previous owner haunts the place, you can hear laughing in there, the gate opening and closing by itself and the glow of old oil lamps when no one is inside. It was just too tempting for us to stay away from.

We decided to reach there at around 7-30 so it would be sufficiently dark and not too late. The bungalow is quite the picture of carelessness, the walls were covered with algae, the weeds had overgrown and the thorns of some plants made it difficult to walk without getting your lower legs scratched, foolishly I had worn shorts, and my legs were cut and bleeding by the time we walked the distance of about three meters from the gate to the front door. It was a moonless night and it is said that at such times the spirits are unrestricted by the veil between the living and the dead. Nevertheless we decided to go in using the windows, since the door had a big rusty lock on it, the windows were very old and seemed to belong to the times long gone by and did not have any glass on them which made getting in rather easy. Shivani was the first to go in followed by me and Vidya. We switched on the flashlights on our cell phones which filled the interior in an eerie light. I had this feeling of sudden sadness and that someone was watching me, I brushed it off as being guilty about trespassing in someone else's property.

The feeling continued and it felt like someone was playing a voyeur on me. It was a sick feeling. As we were taking a look inside I was constantly turning my head around to check if there was someone behind me. Vidya asked me what was wrong, I told her and Shivani about it and Vidya agreed that she felt the same. Shivani said I needed to relax

The interior of the bungalow was plain and unfurnished, with a big hall (living room), a flight of stairs in one corner of the hall led up to the first floor. There was the kitchen just beside the hall and a bedroom or storeroom to the left of the kitchen, we decided to go to the first floor and see if we could find ourselves any ghosts.

Vidya complained that she was not feeling alright and would stay downstairs. Shivani and I started going upstairs and I was overcome by a feeling of sudden and utter terror. I couldn't breathe and I wanted to flee the place, my eyes started watering and my head hurt, a short scream escaped my throat and Shivani looked at me from where she was standing at the top stair. She asked if I was okay and I just nodded my head and said that it was my dust allergy acting up. I slowly got to the upper floor, and we decided to check the rooms ahead. There were three bedrooms up ahead and a door which led to the terrace. We decided to check the first room, as we were about to open the door and peek in we heard someone coming up the stairs.

Thinking it was Vidya, I went to take a look to find that the stairs were deserted, strangely the sound continued but I couldn't see anyone. It was like the sound made when you walk around in flip-flops, Vidya was wearing heels so she definitely wasn't playing tricks on us. I stood there glued and frozen like a statue listening to the sound of walking approaching closer to me, I screamed for Shivani who came out running from the room she was looking in and she heard the sound too. Her face showed the terror she felt and she gripped my hand and we rushed downstairs, I felt an icy breath of air pass me, I was too frightened to care.

We saw Vidya sitting peacefully downstairs on the floor as if in a trance and she seemed to be meditating. We were scared, scared as hell. We rushed downstairs and shook her, she was startled and asked us why was she sitting down. She seemed genuinely confused, and as we were thinking about the situation we heard someone laughing upstairs and ran out of the house through the windows. We ran really hard, I had a stitch in my side and was sweating. When we stopped to catch our breath, I took a look at my friends and was shocked to see that Vidya's face was deathly pale, her pupils had dilated to such an extent that they nearly covered her hazel irises, she was bathed in sweat and when I felt her forehead she had a high fever. She seemed to have gone in that trance like state again, I shook her and asked her if she was okay. She said she felt sick and groaned. She had to puke, she didn't feel alright at all. We went home to let her get some rest.

Back home, she flopped down on the bed in my room and seemed to have slept immediately. Shivani and I discussed the events that took place and wondered if the ghost would follow us, deciding that it wasn't a possibility we went to the kitchen to make something for dinner and wait for Vidya while she completed her nap. The experience had shaken me and I decided that I would take a bath before I cook to calm myself down. While undressing I noticed some scratches near my breasts which definitely were not there earlier, they were shallow and didn't even hurt. I checked my top to see if it was torn while getting in through the windows or anything like that. There wasn't any sign of scratches on it. It just didn't feel normal, dropping the idea of bathing I showed the scratches to Shivani, she checked herself to see if she had any scratches on her body and there were three irregular scratches on her stomach, she said she didn't have them earlier. They really looked new as they were bleeding, they didn't hurt as well.

We decided to tell this to Vidya and see if she was doing okay. We went to my room and at the door we heard someone moaning in there, both of us were shaken visibly and slowly opened the door. Vidya was sitting cross legged on the floor and seemed to be meditating again, this time she was saying something which we had heard as the moaning. I was rooted to the spot, Shivani went and shook her and she got out of the trance like state again. I went to the kitchen to get some ash from the essence sticks which is considered to be holy and put it on Vidya's forehead. Then all of us did a little ritual of praying and asking the spirit to leave her alone. There were no incidents of her getting lost in that state again.

When we mentioned to her about the scratches that we had, she checked herself to find scratches on her stomach too. It was too much of a coincidence and we decided that that was one pervert ghost we had encountered and on seeing three girls it had decided to have some fun. We never told of this incident to anyone, and have not dared to go near the bungalow again. I would have uploaded the photos of my scratches but they are on a rather private place.

Thank you for reading my story, if anyone has had a similar experience please comment about it. Regards.