I am going to tell about a very scary incident that took place with my father about forty five years back when he was unmarried. We had an old terrace which has been broken long time back about forty years back where my father, along with his cousin brothers used to sleep at nighttime.
Now let me come to the main story. On that old terrace of our building, a person named Peter who was also my father's friend had jumped and committed suicide due to false allegations of fraud against him. People used to say that they used to see him standing, but my father was a non believer in the supernatural at that time. He used to consider all such things fictional and imaginary until the day his belief changed.
One day he was sleeping when suddenly he saw someone calling his name at night. He thought that it was his imagination and went back to sleep, when suddenly the same thing happened and he got up badly scared. He saw a white pyjama in front of him (when Peter had committed suicide, he had worn a white pyjama and white shirt) and saw Peter standing in front of him, smiling at him and suddenly he disappeared into thin air. My father got badly scared and never mentioned about this except for his mother (my late grandmother) who angrily scolded at him and told him never to sleep again at our old terrace ever again in life. After that my father never went on the old terrace to sleep and started sleeping in our hall.
After that my father and my grandmother experienced a quite few
Strange events on the same terrace, even during the day time, but they chose to ignore them.
Afterwards when the old terrace was broken down in 1984 (approximately forty years back) nothing strange was experienced in our building and everything returned to normal.
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