Jinn Thread (well, sort of)

These are all events based on real life. One account is from my mother and the others are instances of some unexplainable things as seen through my own eyes, mostly pictures.

The first event takes place when I was three days old.

My mother recently got discharged from the hospital that day. It was my third day in the world, and my first day at home, Nana Nani's home technically.

Two of my aunts, and my parnani (great grandmother) were also staying at the place. Everyone had their rooms.

The room, me, my mother and my parnani were in was at the far end of the house, at the end of this relatively small corridor that led from the start of the house to the end.

It was past midnight that day, everyone had gone to their rooms.

Then my mother woke up to the sound of my crying. It was normal, like any baby would do, so she went on to try to put me to sleep, with lullabies and all.

Now, it's past midnight, everyone's asleep in their room. The only ones awake in the house are my mother and me.

Now there's a loud bang on the door. Almost inhuman. Almost as if someone was trying to break that door down.

Followed by another bang.
Another.
Another.
And they kept on going.

My Mother looks to her left, only to see my Parnani, who was well in her sleep -

- shouting at the top of her lungs, eyes closed.

"Isko chupao, chupao isko" to my mother

The door kept banging, my Parnani kept shouting in her sleep, I kept crying louder and louder.

My mother gathered the courage to go to the door, amid all the chaos.

It's hinges were about to tear off. As soon as she unlocks it, it opens.

All the noise stops. Parnani stops shouting, I stop crying. There's no one outside the door, no one throughout the corridor.

Everyone's asleep, in their own rooms. There's no point for anyone to even come close to this room. Parnani wakes up, doesn't know what happened but my mother narrates it regardless.

She recites Ayat Ul Kursi, Charon Qull and takes a round of the house, there's no one up.

Who are that 'Woh'? I'll probably never know.

But now to the more recent events.

I took a picture in August of 2018, it was a random one, I was going through this graveyard and this tree seemed beautiful, so I didn't really pay any attention to it, until next year.

I paid attention to the top right of this picture. And what I saw really caught me off guard. I was practically all alone, there was just this one kid, in blue, with me there.

Four women dressed in plain white. Just got the chills.

You can clearly see that, that kid is way ahead of these four women, even if they are women in the first place.

Women don't come to graveyards in these areas. And the weirdest thing is that I passed right through where they are seen to be sitting in the picture :)

Something else, way in the background, really made me feel uneasy too after looking at this picture.

The two men in the back. They weren't there. They seem to be digging (?) and one seems to be pointing oddly to somewhere.

There's all sorts of weird with this picture. Invisible women, some men that stand really weirdly apparently and this huge tree coming out of a grave, that isn't really that old.

Khair. That didn't stop me from going to more graveyards.

Now, earlier this year, I was going through another graveyard, yes, you heard that right.

There's this totally destroyed hut of the gorkan (?) here, with it's roof collapsed and I was making a video of that hut.

And I moved the camera 360° to show that I was all alone in the graveyard. No one for as far as I could see.

Well, turned out, I wasn't. I watched my story and for a split second as the camera moved, I was able to capture a glimpse.

It looks like....someone at most. There's no facial features that are visible here, and most of the body is covered in a chadur.

And the most peculiar part was that, the person seems to be coming from the side of the mountain, which is basically just dense trees and bushes, so I really don't know what someone could possibly be doing there.

The irony in this is whenever I decide to go into some abandoned apartment, house, complex or anything, the stereotypical places, I find literally nothing.

It's always when I'm going to a tandoor, or doing anything BUT wanting to look for something supernatural.

Whenever you go somewhere that's supposed to be haunted and all.

You find this

Tried to find something in this abandoned complex, but all I ended up finding was my name on the walls.

That could count as a win, I guess.

Want to end this with something that's not exactly haunted, it's just disturbing, so watch at your own risk.

These are two open graves I 'stumbled' upon on one day somehow. And this is the closest look I could get at them.

FAQ:

Q: Am I a psychopath?
A: Even If I was I really wouldn't know

Q: Location?
A: Can't disclose, sorry

Q: Why do you even go to such places?
A: They mostly fall in the way of places like tandoors and shops, so I have to pass through. Curiousity is very strong :")

This video also, sort of, could be taken as scary and haunting.

I'm alone, in the middle of a field. Walking, making a video of the fields, no one remotely around me. I reach home, play the video, and I can hear children literally wailing. It's like, in the air, no direction.