In all of my previous stories I have mentioned about all the experiences from my teenage but actually I had many experiences in my childhood that I never took seriously and ignored or my parents just explained me it was my imagination.
My mother tells me before I was born my parents lived in a government flat provided to my father as he was an engineer at a government thermal power plant and at that place they shifted to many flats. One such flat where they lived for almost a year or two was bit mysterious. When my father went for a night shift my mother often felt someone's presence in the room who used to come walking from the hall and sit next to her on the bed and all this happened when my mother laid with her face on the other side of the door. She listened the footsteps only and when tried to turn that side she couldn't and after a struggle when she used to turn she saw nothing.
I always saw an odd dream every time where I found myself in an unknown place where a classical music programme is going on and I am searching for my mother everywhere crying and asking everyone and an unknown shadow is following me.
Another experience when I was about 6 years old a heavy sewing machine fell over my leg as soon as I touched it despite of being fixed firmly on the stand. That's the experience which even puzzles my mother until this day. That heavy thing couldn't be displaced by a touch of a child.
Next I remember an unknown force threw me on the pot of boiling hot water. I don't know why and how I approached towards it but indeed someone threw me on it and surprisingly there was not even a minor burn.
Next I remember in June 2010 I had seen a dark shadowy thing standing in my room around 12 at night when I was trying to sleep. And today when I think more deeply I found that it resembled to the Dark Lady that I saw in May, 2013 as I mentioned in the first story. It was of same height, same burka, everything same but this experience striked my head just few weeks ago and realised that both these entities were same. I don't know why I forgot about this shadow and remembered so late. It's so terrifying to know that she's with me since my childhood and now this dark lady is turning to an unbelievable mystery.
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Looking up Islamic afterlife, apparently before the Day of Judgement, all Muslim souls reside in the bellies of green birds in the trees of Paradise. It's called al-barzakh, like a purgatory of sorts. Learning something every day here!