The Mystery That Lives Next Door

 

A Mysterious Door in my Neighbourhood


Honestly, I’m really scared of horror or mysterious activities. This is just completely beyond my imagination. But yes, I will try to come up with a great and interesting story. Obviously, visualising is scarier than experiencing (at least for me it is).

 

So, let’s dive right in. It was a breezy night, filled with silence. The weather was really amazing: cool, breezy and drizzling. The entire neighbourhood was filled with an awkward silence. I could listen to the noise of a door making the screeching sound. It was adding panic and stress in me.

 

This made me feel extremely worried as my neighbourhood is usually a little dark, with not much source of light. I was returning back from my friend’s place, late at night around 9:30 pm. No one was there at that point of time. It was just me and the darkness.

 

It was also the night of “Amavasya – No Moon.” I’ve also heard a lot of stories about unusual activities taking place in and around my neighbourhood mostly after 9 pm. This has created a lot of tension and fear in me. I’m a person who can read horror or mystery-based books but can’t watch movies or experience it in reality.

 

The door created an irritating and weird noise with no presence of light or people around me to ask for help or support, surrounded with complete silence. I could see a shadow of probably a man with a long beard and moustache, wearing black shoes, a hoodie and a hat.

 

This is all I could notice about him, with a slightly blurred vision and not being able to scan clearly on what’s happening around. The door had carvings of a lady on it. I tried to run from that place and go home as it was just a five-minute walk from that spot. I cursed myself of getting stuck badly in this situation and not able to process what has to be done next.

 

Slowly, I could notice that man approaching towards me carrying a stick in his hand.  He appeared to be a little old in age. I continued to run, and he was following me from the very beginning which I could not notice. So, here’s a twist, he used to become invisible while he is moving and visible while he stands still.

 

The story continues, fear persists and panic increases. It was a horrific experience as I could capture blurred visions of few more details, but I’m not able to comprehend it.

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