I was never the one to believe in the existence of ghosts or any paranormal activities. But after the night of 28th December, 1995 my views were completely shaken. I had recently started living in my college’s hostel located on the distant mountain ranges of Shillong. My friends and I had heard several stories of spirits haunting the students in the past. There had been cases of strange bloody footprints found on the bathroom floor and sobbing noises from the ancient tree opposite the hostel. Before I narrate what happened with me let me begin with an anecdote....
12-28-2012, 03:10 AM
The Damp and the cold night
