My story that I couldn't tell anyone
Don't lie about everything ،Horror is coming
Before I begin, I would like to point out that this story is true and actually happened to me, and until now it is still ongoing, this story can take place in several stages depending on the enthusiasm and interaction, because the story is really long and strange and continues until now, and I did not want to talk about it, but I said that perhaps I would find someone Someone has an explanation or events and things similar to the events that happened to me happened to him.
I did not speak to anyone around me or my friends for fear that they would think so
I am a liar or crazy, because I am a somewhat shy person, and frankly, I would not blame anyone who calls me a liar and crazy because the matter is strange and unusual, and I did not find an explanation for the events that happened to me
But I said, why don't I publish my story here on this site and share it with other people, because no one knows me here, and I will not feel embarrassed by my lying, believing me, or calling me crazy.
My story with strange things began in
2016 When I was working for a person in an export office inside the city of Homs in Syria, the office was within the person’s family home, and the office and the house were separated by a door. This is a normal thing for us in Syria, so one day the employer told me that he would go with his family to visit a relative and he He kindly asked me to sleep in the office to protect him from thieves, since theft was widespread at that time
I agreed, as the place was comfortable and I had no objection.
The important thing is that I continued my day normally and I was happy as usual, as I loved this work until the sun set and night fell, and after a few hours had passed, I felt sleepy, remembering that it was around one-thirty after midnight, so I prepared a simple bed to sleep on inside the office, and I lay down, put my head on the pillow, and closed my eyes. A few simple minutes passed while I was trying to sleep, and I started hearing the sounds of someone breathing near me. I felt surprised In astonishment, I immediately opened my eyes and began to look around me, and the sound went away and there was no one next to me, so I said to myself, "I can imagine that there are no sounds or that I am a little tired." Then I closed my eyes again and the sound also returned, a clear sound that the breath of a person close to me is a sound that tends to be the sound of a female’s breath." I opened my eyes. Again, I was afraid, but strangely enough, I could not find anyone and the sound disappeared immediately, so I said, "Is it possible that there is someone The family is at home or they have returned from the trip for some reason or someone wants to joke with me and make me feel terrified ،
So I got out of bed and became like, "Is there anyone, is there anyone?" I did not hear any response, so I felt more terrified and my heart began to twitch in terror, but I encouraged myself and went to open the door separating the office and the family home, and I started walking around the house, and I thought, "Is there anyone?" They came to me. I walked around all parts of the house and the rooms and did not leave any room. This made my veins freeze because I could not find anyone. The house was completely empty, and I returned to the office where my bed was, and I began trying to convince myself that all these events were fantasies, even though I was sure that they were not like that, but the nature of the human soul tends to explain everything logically and with knowledge, the important thing is that I began to arrange my bed in order to try to sleep again, despite my fear, and I put my head down for the third time. To sleep, I closed my eyes, and surprisingly, the sound came back again as soon as I closed my eyes. Here I am in extreme terror I covered myself completely under the cover and began trying to force myself to sleep, and I learned with certainty that what was happening to me was impossible to be a natural thing, so I began to remember the stories of my ancestors about what we call jinn creatures, or what are called ghosts in the West. I was a child listening to stories told by family and relatives about these things, and that they actually happened to me. For people, and they are terrifying things when I was young, I was afraid of those stories, but when I grew up, I no longer cared anlater d considered them stories Imaginary and all these ideas while I was under the cover, terrified and afraid, and I said, I wonder if I will become a story that people will pass on and enjoy, and some of them will lie to it and consider it fantasies, how much I did when I grew up, but believe me, I regretted making fun of the story makers, because when you are the hero of the story, the matter is completely different, and you want to help. And llater istening to you from anyone without them looking at you like a madman or a liar, but the real horror has not started yet It's just the beginning of the real horror that happened to me and is still happening now ....Continue later
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