Conversation with Ghost!!

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A few days back I read some ghost stories and was reading various articles regarding the existence of ghost.  I am very much interested in paranormal sciences and my curiosity led me to read some articles.

It was a usual summer night and the time was half past 11. I found a very interesting article written by Donald Tyson, who is very renowned researcher in supernatural and paranormal sciences. The article was about the existence and proof of ghost in earth. How they come… why they come… Are they harmful?  All the answers were in the article. With a great interest I finished reading the article. But still I was not much satisfied and was thinking deeply…

Some questions aroused inside my heart… Those questions had no proper solution.

When many persons can see ghost why can’t I? Why no ghosts find me even though I sleep alone in a dark room which totally void of any form of light?

While thinking about these suddenly the power went off. Oh… My!! That was a bit scary as I was thinking about all these. It was really hot and I was sitting before my computer. I was eagerly awaiting the arrival of current. I was very eager to do more research on the existence of ghost.

Suddenly I felt like everything was turning cold around me. I felt the cool breeze slashing through my body. But the windows were closed and there was no chance for the breeze to enter.

Soon my room was getting colder and I asked to myself “Why is it so cold over here? There is no power. Air conditioner is not working but still it’s cold as if the temperature has gone down below 14 degrees.”

That’s because I am here… A reply came…

“Who is that??” I asked to myself again… Did anyone speak to me? Or is it my thinking?

Existence of Ghost

Once again the strange voice spoke “Whenever I go to some place, the place becomes cold. Don’t you remember you just studied few minutes back?”

What the hell?!!! Who’s that? Then suddenly Donald Tyson’s lines struck me.

“Ghost appears in places where the light is poor, when the air is still and quiet. And things turn cold when the ghosts are near you”

Oh my god!!! Is this a ghost? Did I hear it really? (Or)  Are they just hallucinations? While thinking about this once again the strange voice spoke…

“I think you were just wondering about the existence of ghost and asked to yourself about why you haven’t seen ghost so far? “

Now I understood these are not just hallucinations. I could hear the strange broken voice. I started trembling not out of cold, but out of fear. I never dared to open my mouth again. But still it was difficult to understand… where they real or not? Am I getting psychologically affected?

With great difficulty and out of great fear I spoke with my trembling voice “Who are you? How do you know about all these? Why are you here?”

The voice replied “I am here because you wanted to see me and know about my existence…”

I had no answer.

Me: Where are you from?

Ghost: I am from a different world and I do not belong here.  Both our worlds overlap with each other and I get to meet humans whenever the separation between two worlds becomes thin.

Me: So…Are you going to harm me? Or Kill me?

Ghost: I am not harmful to human beings until I want to harm them.

Me: Is it true that you can move through walls? How come it is possible?

Ghost: Yes. I can move through walls. According to me your world is just a 3d image. So I can move through anything.

Me: So does that mean you cannot touch objects?

Ghost: There are some exceptions. Some ghost can appear like real humans with bones and flesh. And some can touch objects and haunt humans too. If ghosts want to haunt someone we can be as distracting and threatening.

So don’t ever question the presence of our world in future.

Suddenly the cold I felt was gone. Everything became normal and suddenly I shouted and woke up from my bed screaming.

My father and mother woke up frightened and asked me what happened…

I replied it was just a bad dream. That night I never slept again as these stories and articles haunted me a lot. That was the last night I read those types of articles. I was never again curious to know about these.

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