Over the years, I have become really sensitive to anything paranormal. Even the occasional cold spots or the feeling of someone watching me freaks me out. But this particular incident brought me close to death.
I was a freshman in an engineering college. I was living in a dorm with my three room mates. We had three blocks: Block 1, Block 2 and Block 3, where I lived. One day, I was feeling sick, so I called our warden, who then called an ambulance to take me to the hospital. As we were passing block 1, I saw a girl, standing on the roof of the building. It was weird because she was standing at the edge, so I told our warden to have a look. As she turned around to look, the girl jumped off the building.
I was dumbfounded. We all ran to her and put her in the ambulance, she was not dead yet. But her legs were broken and there was blood everywhere. It was horrifying. This incident did spread like wildfire and her friends came to the hospital to see her. I was just sitting there, not talking to anyone, trying to forget everything I just saw. I soon was dropped back at my dorm. At night, we found out she didn't make it.
I don\'t know how hard it was for others to deal with all this, but it was way too hard for me. The four of us were so scared that we didn't even go to the toilet alone at night. We always prayed for her soul to rest in peace. Rumours started spreading that the spirit of the girl was seen roaming the hallway at night. But let me tell you, those weren't rumours. And we found this out the hard way.
One night, we were sleeping with the lights on. It kind of became a habit. I was in deep sleep when I felt a hand on my arm, shaking me. I thought one of my room mates wanted to go to the toilet, so she was waking me up. I said, wake someone else. But she continued shaking me. I got frustrated and turned around to say "what?" when I froze. It wasn't my room mate. It was the girl who fell. I tried to scream but I couldn't. She was glaring back at me.
Suddenly, her hands were around my neck. Her blood red eyes staring right into mine. I was writhing in pain when I spotted a glass on the bedside table and knocked it down, which woke up my room mates. They all saw her. I looked up at my room mates to do something, who were just sitting in their bed, frozen with fear. One of them, then, started singing "Hanuman Chalisa" and the grip around my neck loosened and she vanished. No one slept that night.
The next morning, this incident was told to the warden, who called my parents to take me home. I dropped out of the college soon after that. I never went to the college premises to even take my transfer certificate or to say my friends goodbye. I never understood why this happened to only me. I mean, I didn't even know who she was. What could be the reason behind this?