guess I should start with a little bit about myself. I'm 16 now and I live in Canada and I'm Muslim. I was 14 when this happened.
My family and I were visiting our relatives in Pakistan, Islamabad, 2 years ago. My uncle's house, from my mom's side, is right beside my aunt's house, to the right of it. The way it is, it's like the house is in a dead end facing another house, a woman who usually comes to our house just for visits cause their neighbors, and to the right of my uncle's house is my cousin's house. And to the left is my aunt's house, this is where it happened. The two houses are separated by a small dirt road, about 1.5 m wide.
So, it's about 11 PM when my mom tells me to go to my aunt's house, the one on the left, and get some milk for my baby brother, he was 6 then, and I go with my uncles dog, Jimmy, and when I'm coming back, I'm at the gate, there's a big iron gate in front of her house, when the dog starts barking at something on the outside of the gate. I stop because I get terrified, like I literally wet myself, (OK not really but I was really scared,) and I look at the gate.
Underneath there's about a 5 cm separation between the gate and the cement floor, and I look down there and see hooves, goat hooves, running back and forth, and since the wall stretches outside the gate there's only like a 1m distance to run in between them, and the hooves are running into the right side then all of a sudden their just flipped, like when you use the mirror feature on the computer, and then they run to the left when the touch the wall, and back to the right... Well I'm just standing there terrified because goats make lots of noise when they run, and if they run into a wall they bleat. Well this one is just running into the walls without making a sound, all I hear is the wind and Jimmy, the dog, growling, and after about 2 minute it stops.
I stand there for a few more minutes and wait until jimmy stops growling, and when he does I'm still standing there for another 5 minute to be sure, and then I slowly open the gate, and jimmy jumps outside, and since I don't hear anything more from him I too run outside, shut the gate, and run back to my uncle's house. When I got home it was 11:22. So I was there for 20 minute and it took me 2 minute to get the milk.
Looking back at it now I realize that it wasn't a ghost. It was a Djinn. If you're brown you know that these creatures are shape shifters and you cannot see them in their original forms. They can be standing right in front of you and you wouldn't see anything. They're a big part of my culture, and my mom once told me that my grandfather, her dad, once actually taught one of them at his school. But that's a story for another day.
Does anyone else know about these? Or was I just imagining things?