Over the years, myself and those around me have experienced certain things that we could not quite explain (not through rational means at any rate). As my first submission here, I will describe my most vivid experience, which also served as somewhat of a turning point in my life. Well, in connection to the paranormal anyway.
I'm based in Canada, though for this time period in question, I had traveled to India to meet family. It so happened that as part of my first stop I ended up staying at a relative's house, which unknown to me at the time, was believed to be haunted, at least by some members of the household. Among other things, they would see things like fresh meat falling out of clothes in an unexplained manner as well as blood stains appearing in different places of the house, in an equally unexplained manner.
Another important detail is that the flat was quite high up, like the sixth floor, where it would make it very unlikely for any animal to climb up from the outside. Now this is a detail that will be important in the coming paragraphs. So after the day of spending time with the relatives, I went to sleep in the room that they had designated for my stay.
In the middle of the night (midnight or 1AM if I remember correctly), I was awakened by a strange sound. It sounded like scratching on wood, like it was coming from outside the window. More specifically, it sounded like something was scratching the wooden exterior shutters of the window, so while I could hear it, I couldn't see anything on the other side due to the shutters being closed.
For for a few seconds, I hear something on the outside, scratching on the shutters. I'm thinking to myself "what kind of animal wants to come up here just to scratch these shutters?" and then I think this is way too high for something to climb up... Something isn't right here. After a few seconds, now it seems like that sound is coming from the corner of my ceiling. Another detail to note is that there were flats above the one where I was staying, so it's not just something getting on the roof to scratch.
A few seconds later, the source of the scratching sound started moving, back and forth between two of the corners. Looking up at the ceiling, I still couldn't see anything though I could hear it very clearly. Then I start getting spooked for a second. Being of the Muslim faith, I believe in paranormal entities--we call them jinn. So now I'm convinced that's what it is. On another tangent, not too long prior to this trip, I had started learning about Ruqya, which is often confused to mean Islamic exorcism, but encompasses more than that. Perhaps I'll discuss that more in future entries but the important thing to note was that one must not be afraid of the jinn and this is key in overcoming them. Anyhow, I mustered some courage and with an assertive tone, I recited a verse from the Qur'an, known as the Verse of the Throne. It is commonly used as a means of protection from harm and especially effective against jinn.
No sooner did I complete my recitation that the scratching stopped and I was able to continue sleeping with no further interruptions. When I mentioned this to my relatives the next morning, then they told me of the strange occurrences involving the meat and blood that they had experienced in their flat.
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