Life in a Haunted House

Note: None of this is fabricated. This is 100% true; I haven’t changed this story at all.

I have spent some of my teenager years inside a rather spacious house that was really haunted. Exorcism had to be conducted to get rid of some of the evil spirits who had haunted the house. I saw only one real jinn in that house who pretended to be my dad. I still recall saying bye to my dad when he left for work and then I remember seeing him again in the afternoon. I thought hard at the sight because I couldn’t see his head at all and yet I felt compelled to believe that it was dad. I even felt comforted thinking that I was looking at my dad as he walked towards my mom’s room. Then, I kept staring at empty space as I thought why father was home early. I peeked into the room only to see my dad go inside the washroom. I waited outside for several minutes and then impatiently ran inside his room. My dad was not in the washroom at all. That’s when I snapped and told some of my family members about this─I can’t believe that I fell for this spell even if I couldn’t see its head because it was too tall; jinns can make you believe lots of beautiful things if they need to. At that point, my mom also confirmed that she had just seen my dad. Later, we called my father and found out that he was really at his office. These hauntings only troubled my family members and some of us were afflicted with real heavy nightmares. Eventually, our house and lives became normal after a very lengthy exorcism was conducted. I became more interested in the stories and lives of jinns after this queer incidence. Seeing them right in front of me or hearing what my family members witnessed was quite a treat. What puzzled me most was that every family member reported seeing someone different─I am saving these ideas for my novel “Koh Kaaf”. My experiences have lead me to a firm conclusion that jinns are actually telepathic nature.

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