We hail from a small city close to Goa. After living in the crowded city like Bangalore for about four years, then coming back to my roots always feels amazing. This incident happen to me as soon after I came back from Bangalore and decided stay with my parents as my brother was about to go Abroad and my parents would be left alone.
We were getting our house renovated, which is when we decided to shift to a house right in front of our residence so that we could easily monitor the renovation work. The house is a two floor building (Ground floor & top floor). Growing up me and my brother had always heard of the house being haunted from our neighborhood.
Initially, everything was going well. Things got weird one night when we all were sleeping, my mom woke up from a deep sleep feeling a strange presence in the room. As she opened her eyes, she saw a hand (from elbow to fingers, no body) moving near her head. She started screaming to which me & my brother woke to see there was nothing that could be seen. We tried consoling her but she was very much scared. Things got fine as the days went by. Mum also back to normal.
After a fortnight or so while we were sleeping we heard strange noise of footsteps coming from top floor. It was like a person who is having difficulty is walking with a stick. Nobody among us had the guts to go see who it was, as it was already 2:30 AM. So we slept off. The very morning went to the top floor to have a look, to my surprise I found a stick and some Old Man's clothes and as soon as I held the clothes the stick which was kept in the corner of the room fell on the floor. So I left the things as it were and left the place.
A very creepy and the last thing that happened was, everyone were sleeping & I was not feeling sleepy so I was reading a novel. I had to go to the washroom which was at the outside of the house; I decided to go alone as I did not want to disturb my mom & my brother while sleeping. As I came out of the washroom I saw a woman dressed in a red saree with her hair open standing in front of me & laughing at me. I thought she must have been a guest who had come to my aunt's house & wanted to use the washroom I also smiled at her and left. I came back continued with the novel and slept off after sometime.
Next morning I asked mom if there is a guest at aunt's house she said 'NO'. I felt numb because there is no way anyone can come to the washroom area as it is always locked to keep the dogs away. Then, I narrated the whole incident the woman's attire to my mom & aunt. They were shocked to hear at first then they told me that the attire which I told them was exactly of the same lady who was killed by her husband & the last she was found hanging on the top floor of the same we were staying. And her husband has a problem with his leg & he used to walk with the stick.
After that we immediately shifted to another house until renovation. Till date mom sees that hand in her dreams. And, the worst part is, I have to see that house every single day as it is right in front of my residence.