I guess I have always lived with the paranormal, or my parents really have the worst intuition while moving into a new house. So just to set the story in a background. My parents are originally from Calcutta, I was born there but in 1993, my dad got a job in Pondicherry and moved there with my mom and older sisters.
The first story is in a house located in the suburbs, the locality was in the process of being developed. We moved to that house when I was around three years old. I don't remember much from those earlier times, but as I grew older I started to feel more and more.
We lived on the top floor of the building, we also had an adjoining terrace where most of the time my dog would be running around. My parents had an attached bathroom, while my sisters had to use the one outside in the terrace. For some reason, I never was comfortable sleeping in the room with my sisters, I always slept with my parents.
This is something I heard from my parents after we moved out from that house. At night they used to often hear children chattering and playing from the terrace adjoining their room, or how my dog used to be extremely afraid to go out at night to the terrace.
Almost every evening after school I used to come back home and play with my dog. We had a small path that goes around the terrace where I would run behind my dog, and I often felt extremely scared going behind there. I was quite young around 6 or 7 years old, and I never understood why I used to be terrified going there.
I have no memory of this night. I was home alone with my mom, my dad was out on a business trip, one of my sisters was married and the other one had moved out to another city with work. That day, the aircon had broken down so we had someone come in and remove it to be fixed. So, as you can imagine (these were the old window ones) there was a gaping hole in the window. My mom remembers this day, it was quite late at night, and she was unable to sleep due to the heavy rain. She got up and saw a boy sitting in the rain in our neighbors' terrace (there was no separation there was just a tiny wall). She did not bother much and went back to sleep.
The next morning she met our neighbor and told her that her son was out on the terrace late at night in the rain. The neighbor was quite surprised as she informed that her son was having nightmares so slept with her all night. My mom let it go. Then later found out that when that house was getting constructed, the owners son was playing around, and fell down from the 2nd floor and died immediately.
People from the other flats never stayed more than a year in that building, on that street as a matter of fact. We had a family living on the ground floor, which was a big family, grandparents, parents, and two children (one newborn). Within a year the family lost their business, and the father committed suicide. The family quickly moved away.
Well things kept on happening. For some reason we lived in that house for 12 yrs, and to be honest nothing much happened to us. Of course we all experienced the eerie feeling or hearing children play, but for some reason the spirits never really bothered us.
My mom likes to believe this is because God protects us. I am atheist and I have a hard time believe it, but it is her belief and I respect it because she is the kind of person who prays twice a day.
Well, after 12 years we decided to move as the house was quite far from my school and we had found another house with was much closer. And I remember this. The day we were leaving, my mom personally moved all her gods and goddesses, the last one to be moved was her little statuette of her patron God, and while going out of the house, she felt like someone tripped her on the stair, and he flew out of her hands. She just got up and walked out and never looked back.
A couple of months after we moved out, we found out that our whole street was build on a children's graveyard, which explained the chattering noise at night. For the rest we really cannot know.