/x/ - Paranormal

Why is /x/ dead?

Anyways, story dump

>Be me

>Live in a medium sized town

>Move to this apartment society

>There are 2 more buildings already made and handed out to people

>So there are kids and such living here whose families have moved in 2-3 years ago

>Start playing outside with kids

>There's this weird kid called Aman who claims to have died and then been reborn in the same family.

>His parents confirm it apparently.

>He keeps saying the same story over and over

>about how he was once born in the same family

>but died at age 2-3 and then was reborn and then asked his parents about his last life.

Idk what happened to him but I think his family moved out later.

>>176(OP)

Next, Avi

>There's also this weird kid called Avi who looks like a skeleton alien.

>His father died a few years ago.

>Brahmin family btw, for caste kangers

>Lived with his cousin's family who had moved in

>Used to call his cousin's father "father" and had two "mothers"

>Later, the cousin's family moves out and he lives with his widowed mother and his sister

>Sister is younger and has shorter hair so boys aren't interested in her

>Both of them smell like piss half of the time

>I later learn that it's just methi because they eat methi ke parathe every day

>Cannot be in the same room as him because of that stink

>The boy is possessed by some spirits or some shit

>afraid at random times

>talks with himself darkness

>once I saw him hug a cricket bat as if it was his pet

>I used to cycle around, and other kids used to sit on my cycle behind me

>including this paranoid kid

>used to show extreme fear and paranoia when passing through certain parts of the neighborhood

>Once he just said that he feels like he will die if we stay in a particular place for long

>I cycle away

>Later, see him play around with a bat

>Get annoyed with his weird antics and cycle away

>Sneak up to see what he is doing

>He is smooching and cuddling with the bat

>What the fuck

>He is whispering something to the bat

Mind you, he doesn't know that I am sneaking, he cannot guess

>He suddenly turns around to spot me, and looks me in the eye and gives me a creepy smile

No human smiles like that

>Btfo

>>179

Anyways, I met him on the roof last year.

He succeeded his mother's government widow job and was doing MBA

He and his sister got a dog. Yellow lab. I think. The vet bill must be crazy.

He now actually looks normal and sane. Although he and his sister have some weird relationship and look more like a married couple than siblings. Maybe I am reading too much into it.

And that cousin who was sane and lived with them?

He actually passed away during covid. Apparently was living a very unhealthy life.

That cousin was a bit strange and perverted too. Used to talk about "nangi auratein" back when we were like 11 years old and shit.

Internet wasn't a common thing back in the day so it was unusual.

>>180

>There's also this girl called Mansa who had a crush on me

>Learnt cycle with her

>Later learnt to cycle without training wheels

>Used to make her sit behind me and take her around

>Guess it would be called dating now, but I hadn't hit puberty then

>She didn't learn to cycle without training sheels and used to barge in with noise

>Somehow made a big deal about her father being Brahmin and her mother being Rajput

>I didn't even know what was caste back then

Now

>She claimed to see spirits and ghosts

>Claimed to have lots of secret knowledge about spirits and rituals

>used to do weird things with drawing on my hand

>Mom used to discourage me playing ghar ghar with her, guess she had an idea, kek

>Like the other boy, she used to randomly tell me to not go to certain places

>usually the same places as the Avi kid

>But she used to say, "Yahan par bhoot hai" (there's a ghostjeet here)

>"Yahan par bhootni hai" (ghostjeeta here)

>One day, I and other kids were hanging out with our cycles one day

>She was there too

>Out of blue, she points to a corner and says

"BHAAG KAR NIKAL JAA YAHAN SE"

(Get the fuck off here)

>And then she told me to follow where she pointed with her finger as she said

"Ye ek bhootni thi, upar us baadal ko dekhna"

(This was a ghostjeeta, look at that cloud)

And I kid you not Bhchies

A fucking hole appeared in the cloud as if a person passed through it!

Yeah

>Later on grow up, even become atheist

>Try to recall and think

>Still cannot explain that day

>Pretty sure as hell I saw a hole appear in a low hanging cloud

Another time

>Used to come see me when I was waiting for my school

>She went to a different school

>Used to make weird excuses to hold my hands

>One day, when I came back from school, she put my hand on her crotch

>and giggled like a maniac

>wtf, why is her dick so small

>Creeped out

>Run back home, don't tell anybody anything

>Stopped talking with her after that day

I must have been 10 or 11, I had no idea. Okay.

I didn't even know that women don't have a dick

>Her family moved out of the apartment that same year

Later on, when I became a teen and Facebook got popular, I tried searching for her, but couldn't find her.

>>181

>Weird bengali kid, dark af, fat af, called Abhi or something

>Used to bully me with this fat Jaat kid

Rn, that fat jaat kid is in Japan because his baap was rich and sent him to Harvard and then Waseda

Might meet him and harass him later

Anyways

>Fat bengali kid used to invite us to his home to play computer games

>He was afraid of going to certain places in his own home

>There were frogs holding coins in their mouth at all corners of their home

>In every room

I remember we played some horror game that started like "It was the darkest night in London" or something, and involved killing vampires with sword or gun. And had realistic heart models for health but he was too stupid to realise that.

Cannot find that game anymore.

Anyways

>One day he was running away after bothering me

>Run after him

>I am a little lanky kid

>Grab a small stick of marble from construction nearby

>Keep running and aim for his head

>Successful hit

I would have missed the shot in adulthood. Idk how I did all those things as a kid.

>The marble breaks on his head

>He keeps running

>I pick up the broken marble tile pieces

>Wtf, how did he survive that?

>Sneak up

>After some 5-10 minutes, he says he feels some headache

Anyways, this fat kid became a 3D modeller and animator in Mumbai.

I remember his father used to make him kneel down and "football kick" him in the butt.

>>184

>wtf are these characters

Kids back then used to just say things honestly man.

Also, we used to tell what happened after school to our parents, and a very brief account of where we went and such after playing.

Since there were no phones.

There wasn't any internet to shitpost to, and texting was limited to sending SMS where you paid like 2-3 rupees for every SMS (salaries were like 3k to 4k rupees a month.)

Anyways, there are weird characters all over the place. You just need to observe better.

>>183

I have some less significant stories from school too.

Might post later.

>>176(OP)

bump, chai pite pite padhega issko

>>176(OP)

anan write about sum qti pi khhv old women you knew bacc in da day.

>>189

Sir

This is /x/

I don't know any such chudails

I'll tell about some other women I can recall on /gen/ or /b/

>>191

Tell stories

>>193

Maybe they gave him some drugs?

There are some substances such as Datura stramonium (धतूरा) that can actually trigger psychotic episodes followed by developing schizophrenia.