Hi, this is my first story here so it's not going to be the best one. I have a brother and many cousins who are guys, they play pranks on me like hell which sometimes scare me, but now I'm used to it. One night while I stayed at their new house in Palawatte (it's outside the main part of the city), their mom and dad had to go out on some work, so me, and 3 of my cousins explored the house.
The security guard was downstairs and we know him really well, he told us that some guy died here. We didn't believe him so we kept on exploring. We decided to go to bed at around 1 am. And at around 1.45 we can all hear these foot steps. We all got freaked out. And all of us made sure we weren't making any of those noises. And it wasn't the security guard because he was asleep by 10 in his room, And he doesn't come up at 1.45 am (may I remind you that none of the furniture was brought since it was the first day. No curtains nothing. So it couldn't have been any objects making such noises.) We started getting freaked out more and more, and all of a sudden the ceiling fan comes crashing to the floor and lands on my leg. Nothing happened to me, I just got cut, but it's nothing compared to other ways I've hurt myself. And it could have been a co-incidence... I don't know.
But the security guard had a worried face the other morning. He was like. "a journalist used to live here, and he killed himself by hanging himself by a chain from this very ceiling fan"... We sold the house 2 weeks later. That was ONE of the scariest happenings ever. Even though this happened. My cousins still play pranks on me. There are more stories to come so keep in touch.