I am Abhijeet Patil from India. I would like you to tell you about myself and the background of my haunted experience before narrating the whole story.
I was born in Hindu family and both of my parents believe in god but I am a complete atheist. I didn't believe in Ghosts too but after my experience, I have started to believe in ghosts.
I went to a Trekking tour with other teens like me to a small village called Naggar which is 30kms away from well-known hill station Manali in Himachal Pradesh. On 5th May 2015 just 2 months before, we had reached our top most camp, Camp No.3. Most of other trekking groups had abandoned that camp due to heavy snow fall and as most of trekkers were children but as we were very ambitious we had decided to spend at least a night there. We reached that camp by the afternoon and had our lunch. We were all very tired after a long 15km trek through Snow so we had a early dinner and slept by 10:00pm. It was around 3am when I woke up for toilet. Our group leader had advised us not to go alone even for toilet as there was a large forest just after 50 metre decent and it had a large number of wolves. I woke some of my friends to accompany me to toilet but as they were extremely tired and in deep sleep, they told me to go alone and refused to come with me.
It was getting hard for me to control as the temperature was below 0 C so I decided to go alone. It was a full moon night. As the moon light was reflected from snow, it was just like a day. I bet you that it was the most beautiful landscape I had ever seen in my life. I enjoyed the landscape and went to toilet. After I finished, I flushed the toilet and as soon I turned towards camp, I saw nothing, it was completely black. Something was blocking my view, I looked up and saw 2 red eyes looking fiercely at me just about to kill me. In a fraction of second, I was pulled by that ghost, demon or I don't know what its was towards the forest below. I shouted for help as loud as I can. In a few seconds, when I opened my eyes I saw a cross just like the ones used in a cemetery. I looked up and again saw that 2 red eyes. As soon as I saw that I felt a deep chill and everything went black. I had fallen unconscious.
After about 15-20 minutes (I don't know exactly but my fellow trekkers told me) , I woke up and saw my fellow trekkers beside me. I was so happy to see them but still terrified after that incident. They had heard my shouts and followed the path which was formed by my body while I was being dragged. I stood up and saw that my whole body was wet with blood (Not mine). The blood was only on my body while the snow below me was still clear white. I found that I was dragged in a cemetery in the forest below our camp. I didn't had any major injuries except a few scratches caused by sticks while I was being dragged but my head was stinging so badly that I felt someone was hitting me with a hammer. We all were very terrified and hurried back to our camp. As we reached the camp, the noises of Wolves became so loud that it seemed that they were howling in front of us. Nobody slept after that, we were all sitting beside the Camp Fire. I was still in critical state at that time. By 9:00am we decided to abandon our remaining trek and we returned to our basecamp by 12:30pm
When we told everyone about what had happened up there, everyone was shocked that I was still alive. Local people and Basecamp leader told us that these creatures were the ghosts of British Trekkers who were killed by local people before Independence of India. They also told us that nobody had ever returned from that forest alive and I was the first one to get out alive. I am glad to be still alive.
After talking with other locals and searching the web, I found that It was a ghost of a British soldier who was dragged to that cemetery and was left for wolves. The British officers had built a small cemetry there for those who were killed.
*I am just a teen and Non-English person so please pardon me if I have written something or if my my sentence formation is wrong*