Chapter 6. The creepy girl
Now, this is when I transferred out of city somewhere else far from my birth place. Tho, I don't find people here too pleasant to talk to I've adapted well. This was when I was very new to this certain town. My grandmother passed away after coming here. Now, it was me, my dad and my mom.
A few weeks or maybe months after living here I caught a glimpse of a girl. A barely visible white shaded girl in our house, standing near the bathroom door and looking at me sitting in the living room. She was a bit taller, had simple kurta type dress, shoulder length hair and was a bit thin. But the main thing was, she was looking at me with a very wide smile which obviously looked creepy. Now, I wasn't scared because of that because she was within a certain distance of me and I was in my own head to actually realised I saw her. I looked back again to see her disappeared... again, like everyone else, I only saw her for a few seconds accidentally when I was looking around.
A few days later I found out from the people living nearby that there used to live a young girl who committed suicide. She was very young around 15-16 and suffered from depression. They also described me her appearance which matched with what I saw exactly the same– thin, tall, wore a dress (kurta) and had mid length hair. I felt a shiver run down my body because I hadn't told them her appearance yet it was accurate and I really saw her, that too, in my own house, I still remember that creepy smile! Those eyes felt like it was deprived of any emotions yet her smile, it felt like she really was enjoying scaring others. As if she wasn't happy about her dead and wanted others to feel the same. I've heard rumours that few people who loses hope are hypnotized by her and they go on top of the roof to end their life without a conscious thought. Though none have been harmed they would feel like someone is telling them to do it...
I also found out that, I didn't saw many black figure in this town, in short, barely found any. People say that this place is said to be spiritual and a good place for souls. It kinda makes sense too because the devotion for god and temples I find here is much more strong than where I used to be.
As soon as I entered this place I stopped seeing these things less and less, now, I hadn't experience anything at all since a year. But instead I feel more something inside me. Sometimes my head feels too light and it feels like my soul has left this body or disconnected it. In short and simple words I experience dissociation. Tho I mostly feel it in night rather than in day. It feels like this body isn't mine anymore and I'm watching myself from outside of it. It doesn't makes sense. It doesn't occur every time or often, but it happens in random moments of night.
