After living in apartments for so many years, my father decided that we should get our own home. So, we bought a nice piece of land 11 kilometers from Badlapur city which I have mentioned in my previous stories. There's this place called Goregaon, Vangani. It's away from the city. No human life to be found around, totally deserted and separated from the city life.
We build a bungalow on this land. Everything was going well. We got shifted in this bungalow and started living our life. Later my parents decided to name it Fariya Palace. And that's when it all began.
As soon as our bungalow was named Fariya Palace (my name is Fariya by the way) I started falling sick. I couldn't study. I started failing my exams. I had 6 cats and mysteriously I would find them dead in weird places and no one could understand their cause of death. I lost my 4 cats in span of 2 days. All of them were found very far from each other, but all had died in the same way. Their mouth opened wide with mud inside it and blood coming out from their butts.
I also accidentally started breaking glass. I would not understand, I would just be standing and a glass showpiece would fall on its own right in front of my eyes. Even if the thing would fall from a very short height, it would break into million pieces almost powdered. No mirror would survive in our home and all of them would accidentally get broken by me.
I started noticing that whenever a glass object would break by me (even though I would hardly be touching it), one of my pets would die that very day. This continued for a very long time. When we moved in we had 1 Rottweiler and 6 Rottweiler puppies, 1 Doberman and 6 cats. And just within 2 months we were left with only 2 cats and 1 Doberman. All of the pets were dying without any reason.
It is said that whenever a person is going to have some problem or his life is at danger, many a times the pet takes all his owner's problems on itself. A pet can even take his owner's death on itself and would die in place of its owner.
All my family members started believing that some thing bad was about to happen to me, but my pets took it on them and died. Later my mom contacted a Maulana, he gave something and asked my mom to dig it in all four corners of our fence. After that none of my pets died, even after being hit by a passing car my cat still survived with minimal injuries.
Once I was trying to use my newly bought mobile. I was trying to take a video. I was standing with my back on the main door of our house and facing towards the passage that leads to the kitchen. (I always get a bad feeling about kitchen. First because there's no network in our kitchen. No mobile would work there nor can we get internet or any network over there.) As soon as my video camera started I saw a white blurry thing in my screen. It was straight in front of me. I was only able to see it on screen. It was like floating and was really huge but had no shape. I stopped recording and saved it. Suddenly my mobile stopped working and just wouldn't work. And my screen went black. Later when I tried to see the video. To my surprise there was no video in my gallery. Though I had saved it.
When we were new here, at night time when I would be in my bed in room, I would hear my mom calling my name. I would go to her just to realise that she didn't. This continued for a long time. One day I was fast asleep and I heard my mom in her most sweetest voice calling my name from outside my room's door (her voice was killingly sweet, the kind of sweet voice I have never heard in my life). I thought it's morning and my mom had come to wake me up like she normally does.
I woke up and sat at the corner of my bed just about to get up and open the door. I just thought about checking the time to know if I'm late or what. I pulled my cell only to realise it was 3 am. My heart jumped so high. I would feel it in my mouth. I started shivering and pulled my sheets and prayed and eventually fell asleep. I wonder what would have happened if I had opened the door.
I can also hear very heavy footsteps above my room at night. I could really feel someone heavily running. This has happened with me earlier in my apartment as well. Sometimes I hear knocks on the wall right behind me, the wall on which I normally rest my back on. The knocks are so sharp as if someone is knocking something from inside the wall because there's nothing behind that wall and my room in on first floor and no one can climb it.
My cats are sometimes very scared of entering my room and would just run for their life out from my room. Many a times they would just stare at blank wall and make very weird noises which cats don't usually make. My one cat in particular would always stare at blank wall or above my cupboard and would keep meowing and tears come out of his eyes. I have never experienced this in my life.
At night I can sometimes hear something running in our backyard. It feels as if someone is running making rounds around our home inside our fence. I could hear the sound of leaves crushing and also stamping of feet on our cemented tank.
During nighttime my dog sometimes barks restlessly as if someone is passing from in front of our house. But I could never see anyone. My dog sometimes run on our terrace as if it is chasing someone. Sometimes at 1 or 2am we could hear our dog running on terrace as if trying to catch someone or maybe playing with someone. It runs making circle, as if it is following someone. My mom keeps on hearing knocks on the main door. Even though we would all be sitting together, she would say "Go check who is there" and I would say "But why?" She'll be like somebody knocked. She still hears knocks and she keeps on checking only to find no one. But none of us hear anything. This place has no history, it has been open land forever and we are the first one to build a home on it.
I believe that maybe some of our jealous relatives have spelled something on me but my pets took it on them. And maybe they are still trying to do stuffs, but because we have dug some sacred stuff in all corners of our fence, it has weakened them. But it still continues in a very minimal way.
I have thought of using a Ouija board but I don't have the guts to do it and I never will I think. Tell me what you think about it and what should be done. Comments are welcomed:)
The story was indeed scary. I have no doubt in my mind that it's a paranormal activity. Since you mention that it happened to you at your earlier place as well it may be attached to you since a while.
I suggest not using ouija board at any cost. Call in priests- Hindu Muslim or Christian doesn't matter and get the house cleansed as soon as possible. Keep the doors and windows locked at night. God bless!:)