I've been an extremely avid reader of Your Ghost Stories for a while now and too fascinated with things pertaining to the paranormal world. I've been reading a lot about spooky experiences coming in from people around the globe.
On reading such true stories here, that's when I felt I must include one of my personal experiences encountered, something that happened to me a year back and another that happened like 15 years ago during my teenage years.
So the incident goes like this (a year back in 2013). I live in Mumbai and a typical Mumbai girl at heart. This incident happened one July weekend (Saturday) wherein we, a group of close friends decided to party through the wee hours of the night. The place I live in is the suburbs, Santacruz, and considering it was a weekend and upon my girlfriend's suggestion, I decided to head straight to her place located in Borivali post the late night clubbing.
Honestly, I've at times witnessed some paranormal moments in the past, certain happenings which I recall that still send a chill down my spine until date.
So after the night's clubbing, we drove our way to my friend's place at Borivali and since she owns a 2 BHK apartment, she offered me the 2nd vacant bedroom to rest for the night while she carried on in her room to retire along with her husband and son. I know as much I wasn't drunk because I'm not at all a heavy drinker, neither was I hallucinating. But this night really got me uncomfortable as I struggled to have my fair share of sleep thus keeping the lights on (for the fear of darkness when alone). I remember the time, it was close to 3.00 am and after an hour I managed to fall in deep slumber only sooner to have woken up by some strange manly breathing sound that I could hear from a distance.
Of course, there wasn't anyone in my room as I had latched it from inside, besides, her windows were always shut and drawn by curtains, and so with her entire home (please note, for the fear of lizards entering).
As I was woken up by these strange manly strong breathing sounds, to my utter disbelief and shock this kept getting stronger and closer towards me. While I was at the other end of the bed in utmost shock, I didn't even have the courage to stand up or do anything possible because of my mind going blank at witnessing something so unnatural like that.
It's said, prayers come to your rescue when in difficult situations always. I gathered all my courage and started narrating the Hail Mary/Holy Mary continuously, me being a Roman Catholic girl. And indeed that surely helped in no time. The breathing sounds I witnessed kept getting faint and finally disappeared in thin air. Surely I was relieved by the outcome and quickly stood up and ran across the hall sitting closer to the altar just trying to come to terms with what I experienced, that's when I don't recall when I fell asleep on the couch.
I was later woken up by my girlfriend (whom I won't disclose her identity here) as she had to wake up every morning to fetch home delivered fresh milk at the door from the milkman. She knew something did go wrong which later, while at the breakfast table I did narrate the entire incident to her. At first she refused to believe me as it was almost a year she had been living there with her small family, but then in the end she did give in possibly assuming this may have happened considering her home wasn't blessed ever since she moved in with her husband and son then.
I realize this isn't as spooky from the ones most of you have experienced and narrated here, but just something from my personal experience that I wanted to share with you all, although I admit, those sounds of heavy breathing still do send chills down my spine whenever I recall that horrid moment.
Thank you all for your time, hope this one was of interest to you. I honestly until date cannot come to terms with what that was but yes, it sure was scary enough for me to have personally dealt with. Thank you!