Just last week I visited my grandmothers house when I was on lunch break. I was sitting on a chair at the back of the dining room when I felt someone pinch my sides. I turned around expecting to see someone but there was no one there.
So, all through my life I have had man paranormal experiences—some I refuse to speak of. However, this story is true, and I feel it is safe to be told.
This story takes place in California, in a normal house in a fairly rural area. Not like, out in the sticks, but not very urban either.
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My parents both grew up in the Philippines and used to tell me lots of ghost stories growing up, so the supernatural and ghosts have been a big part of my life. My mom even told me that the ability to see things other people can’t is a kind of trait that’s passed on from mother to daughter in her family. Either way, there are a lot of stories that stuck with me that they both told me, and this is one of them that stuck with me.
Ive been debating on sharing this story for a while, so here it goes.
One of my very good friends was kidnapped in 2006 and held captive for 10 days when she was 14 years old. Anyway she outsmarted her kidnapper and was able to contact her mother who contacted to police, but there is an eerie side to this story that always gives me the chills.
The Servant Girl in the Trees
This happened in our Bengali village in Bangladesh.
This is something that happened to my family years ago when my Nana was pregnant with my mother.
My great Nana had a servant who looked after her because she was quite old. She was in love with a man who worked at the nearest post office however her parents decided to marry her off to a man on the other side of the river. (Bangladesh is filled with rivers) It would mean she would not be able to visit her family or work with our family any more.
A girl was studying late at night and she was listening to the radio. The station was taking calls from people, and they would tell ghost stories. Then the DJ would rate them (haha). When the segment is over, the DJ would replay all the ghost stories in case some listeners have missed it. So one caller called and started to tell his story.