The Burnt House

Mythical And Paranormal Realm | Myths | Horror Stories | Scary Tales

Whether its an unsolved mystery, a popular misconception, or sometimes just a big hoax urban legends are an inevitable part of any culture. But, plenty of these classic myths are actually true — and the truth is often more ghastly and macabre than the fiction. Even more interesting is how some of these fables originated. Myths have to start somewhere, and oftentimes it’s a dark chapter in history or a strange effect of our own minds. Sometimes, the boogeyman is real. And, that face you saw in the bathroom mirror? You weren’t imagining it.
Here is one of the most popular urban legends still being told-

The Burnt House

I am Niki. This incident occurred when I was in Kolkata during my college days. I used to rent a flat with five other girls. The flat was a two-story building with just two houses. One was ours and the other on the second floor belonged to two old ladies who never really interacted with us. They were weird anyways. It was a huge flat with three very big rooms. I used to stay in a single room, four girls in adjacent room and the last room was given to another girl. The four girls opted to stay together in the same room. There was a dining area in the centre with kitchen opposite to it. I always found the dining area very weird as the walls were black, as if they were burnt.Three girls from the adjacent room used to work in call centres, so they arrived at 2:00am each day. That night Shweta, the last room girl and I were chatting until late night in my room and we didn’t realize when the clock struck 2:00 am. 

 

The other girls (Fatima, Mandeep and Neha) rung the bell. Now, we had a grill at the building entrance and the flat was in the floor, so we had to go down to the ground floor to open the gate if somebody comes at night. So Shweta and the last room girl went downstairs to open the gate for them. I was alone in the flat. Suddenly both of them came running. I was surprised and asked them what happened? They looked at me and said, “Niki, why did you shout so loudly!” I was surprised. How is it possible for me not to hear that loud sound and shout in that 2:00 am silent night? We found it very strange but ignored the incident.

Days passed by quite normally, but each one of us in the flat always felt a spooky presence when alone.

That day was my last day in that house. All other girls had already shifted to different places. I found a place for myself too, and it was the last night I had to spend in that house. All my furniture was already shifted to the new house. All I had in the house was my double bed mattress and a pair of clothes for me to wear for the next day.

It was around 12:30 am. I was speaking over the phone and lying on my mattress, which was placed on the floor as the bed was already shifted. The room door was closed (not locked). Suddenly the door opened of its own. Please bear in mind the door was a heavy wood door which cannot be moved by wind because first, it was tight and second, it was an old age thick heavy door found in old houses. When the door opened, I could clearly sense somebody in the room. I kept my phone down. I was horrified by then. I could not move. I was still lying on the mattress. It was complete silence. I could hear somebody breathing. I could hear somebody walking on the floor barefoot. The sound was very clear and distinct. I wanted to move but could not. 

Somehow I gathered the courage to pick up the cell phone lying beside me and dialed my mom’s number. I was crying and told my mom whatever was happening to me each second. My mother got to know immediately what it was and gave me the courage to fight the evil. She made me realize that power of God is always there to protect me. I always carry my God’s picture in my purse. I somehow managed to grab my purse and take out God’s picture. It gave me strength. I started chanting the name of Lord repeatedly and could feel the energy fading. I then felt alone. Very alone. The whole night I could not sleep for a second. I continuously chanted prayers and waited for the sun to arise.

Many days later, after moving from that flat, I was once passing from the same area with some of my other friends and told them about my incident. One of my friends who resides near that same flat told me that it was a haunted house and the whole area knew it. It once caught fire killing a man.