This took place when I was touring Kenya, Africa with my parents.
We were in Masai Mara one of the most famous savannahs of Africa. We had lodged in a hotel in the savannah. The layout of the hotel was as follows: - The main building was at a Distance of some 1 km from the lodging cabins. The cabins were amazing. They had a feel as if they belonged to the jungle itself. There was a river flowing behind the cabin but it was out of bounds as it had crocodiles in it. But we got a good view of the river from the balcony of our cabin. It was great seeing crocs in their own habitat.
The night we reached the hotel, we were all pretty exhausted. The room was cosy except for one weird thing. It had a deer's head hanging from one of its walls. The hotel was pretty old, so it must be placed there before hunting was banned in Africa. There was a show of Mara people (tribals) that night which wouldn't take
Place for another month. As we were there only for 3 days, my parents went to the show. I decided to stay back as I was pretty tired and the hotel was about 1 km away.
I was reading a book but must have fallen asleep. I woke up about an hour later, which was pretty odd, as I never wake up at night once I sleep. My parents were not yet back and as I rubbed my eyes, I swear I saw the deer's eyes move. I was completely freaked out and closed my eyes. After sometime I gave it up for an illusion and started to read again. This was when I noticed a pretty odd thing, the curtains of the room were moving as if there was a breeze coming from the windows, but the windows were closed. Suddenly, I felt a shiver run down my spine. I felt as if I was being watched. I felt a weird cold sensation and started praying. After a while, the feeling stopped. I kept a pendant of "OM" we had brought with me and tried to sleep. After some time, my parents returned. I didn't tell them about the experience as I thought they would not believe me.
The next day, I asked our guide, who had become a pretty good friend by then, about the experience. I thought he would know as he visited that place pretty frequently. He said that he didn't know anything about that. But I felt from his tone that he was hiding something from me.
We went on a drive in the savannahs and came back that evening in a pretty light mood. But, when we reached our cabin, we found to our astonishment that our luggage had been scattered and messed up. We thought that the cleaner must have done it and complained
To the hotel management but they said that as per their policy, the cleaners do not touch anything belonging to a customer. The receptionist also said that the cleaning was done under supervision. We let go the incident as some misunderstanding.
Then, the last and most eerie thing occurred. We were about to go to bed when we all heard someone knocking forcefully at the door. When we opened the door, there was no one. This happened 2-3 times. Finally fed up we shouted to the person who was knocking to stop playing around. No answer. The knocking stopped. We gave it up as some prank and retired to bed. But it must have been about 2-2:30 in the morning, when I again heard the knocking. Sleeping on an extra bed near the door, so I think I was the one who heard it. I was pretty scared to go out alone after my first experience and we were even advised not to go out alone at night as the area had many wild animals. So, I woke my parents and told them about the knocking. At first they told me that I was just getting paranoid and that I should go to sleep. But then, we all heard the knocks on the door. My dad opened the door only to find that there was no one there. But he saw something move in the bushes. He came in and declared that it was some kid. Though I didn't feel convinced, I decided that I would rather believe that it was a kid.
Next day, we complained about this to the staff. They also said that it must have been some prankster. But then suddenly, my dad asked what moron would have let out a kid at 2 in the morning? That set me thinking. I started relating this to my previous experience and felt that the place was haunted. But anyways, we were to depart that day, so I didn't care much.
I didn't think about the incident until the day we were about to leave Kenya. On the day of our departure our guide told me he wanted to tell me something. He asked me to not tell anyone what he was going to tell me. I agreed.
He told me about that hotel. He said that it was rumoured that a leopard at the hotel killed a boy of about 9-10 years some 50 years or so ago. He told that everyone said that the ghost of the boy still haunted the same room where he was staying the night He died. He said that many of his customers had the same complaint as me. But only those customers who stayed in two specific rooms had the experience. It was in room number 153 and 154. I had stayed in room number 154...