Real horror stories – how to fight darkest nightmares

A walk through time

Not a story, but a series of personal experience of nightmares and emerging out of it.

I am generally quite fast with my writing and I don’t think much before writing a blog. This one needed a bit of time and a lot courage to start with. I don’t know if it is a great idea to share this one, but I believe there are many of you experiencing something similar and struggling with it almost every night, who might find it useful and get a good night’s sleep.

Back in time

The story goes back in 2012-13. I was in college. Friends were close. Life was good !

Well, this might feel like a story or a series of coincidences I denied to believe – I still do sometimes. But over time I started to get it.
I was in 2nd year of economics honors, studying hard, chilling harder. it was the first time I was away from home, but I was blessed with wonderful roommates. One of our roommates finished her grads and was moving to another city leaving a bed open to rent out.

It was then, a girl moved in. I still remember her clearly. Her father was working in the Indian army, mom had passed away when she was little. She grew up with her grandmom, who recently has passed away forcing her to move in with us in our PG (paying guest facility). She was cool as it seemed in the beginning.

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And it all started…

Now I stay all by myself, alone in a house, busy with work. Till date, I find it difficult to sleep facing the window even after a good 11 years.
It took me years to fight it and get rid of whatever was there.

It has changed me as a person. It made me a believer. But the experience was never something I wanted.

Spirit or something else?

As any other college kid, my routine was simple – college, friends, studies and fun!
There was no space for such things like nightmares and stress.

One day, we had our dinner, chatted for a while and slept. It was a long day.


I still get goosebumps as I clearly remember the touch.

There was a window right behind my bed. Suddenly I woke up at around 2:30 am with the feeling that someone is touching my hair, exactly like someone is trying to caress with a lot of affection – found no one there! I didn’t care much.

It continued to happen every day since then. After a week or so, it was a Sunday. While we were chatting, sitting back at our PG, found out, I was not the only one experiencing this. Others also felt the presence. We all started to feel someone around by then. We could feel someone walking around, or sitting beside us – we all started to sleep together.

Soon after, people started leaving the place.

I also shifted to a new PG… she followed – Nightmares started

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I had shifted with a friend, leaving that PG like everyone else. But the feelings, the presence and the touch never left me. I had started being used to it and then started the nightmares.

I started to see a woman – old, wrinkled face, no expression.

I used to have recurring dreams and she used to be there in all of them.

The dreams

It was not one dream, it used to be a series of 3. Every 3 days, they used to recur.

First one being like, there is an accident, I reach there, there is this woman lying in a pool of blood, suffering, almost dead – hit by a car and trying to tell me something. There used to be a lot of blood and the dying woman along with many unknown faces, faded making her face extremely visible.

Two – I am in a hospital. The room had a lot of beds with dead bodies wrapped in white. In that very dream, I used to realise every time, I should come out of that room. While running out of that room, I hit a bed, and there was this same woman lying down dead, with her eyes open.

Third one – The dream was like – I am at my grandparent’s place, speaking to all of them, funnily the people I used to see , were all dead by then, except my grandmom. In that dream, she used to be the only one walking around the house, speaking to me and my mom. I am sitting on my favourite couch beside my grandfather.

Suddenly my grandmother comes to me asking if I want to have my favourite pudding she used to make for me. I get all excited and say yes, running after her as she leaves to get it for me.

She opens the door of the fridge, bends down to get it and I see that old woman’s head – cut and kept in the deep freezer with her eyes open.

I am still getting chills down my spine while writing about this…

The dreams continued for more than 4 years. I started losing weight, couldn’t sleep at night. It felt like some kind of indication. I started hallucinating.

One of my friends finally took me to another friend – a bit more experienced than all of us in dealing with these things. She had suggested me a few things that I still follow.

She did some sort of an analysis and prescribed me three things that worked like magic.

She had given me a horse-shoe ring. Asked me to take salt water bath before going to bed and light a Incense or a piece of camphor beside my bed before sleeping.

I know it all might sound stupid, but it works.

If you also are getting nightmares like this or are feeling some sort of presence around you at all times, the first thing you should do is get yourself a horse shoe ring. Try this salt water bath also, and see the magic!

Dreams are not always necessarily a reflection of your thoughts. It can be something unexplainable like mine. Need not to worry.

Just remember they are just dreams, or some entities trying to communicate with you and they can never harm you. Stay well, stay protected – just know till you are scared enough to hurt yourself, they cannot.

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