Home Alone at Midnight: The Shadow in My Kitchen (True Ghost Story)
A young man named Rahim lived with his parents on the top floor of a house in the fictional town of Riverport; the ground floor was rented out to bachelor tenants. One holiday, all the tenants went home to their villages, and Rahim's own parents left for two days on family business, leaving him completely alone in the house for the first time.
He came home late that night feeling unsettled by the empty house, so he called his friend Yasin to come stay with him. Yasin said he'd be delayed — the imam of his neighborhood mosque had just died, and he needed to attend the funeral prayers first. While waiting, Rahim went to the kitchen to reheat dinner. Around 11:00–11:30 PM, right as he sat down to eat, the power went out. The kitchen windows were open, moonlight barely lit the room, and he had no phone or flashlight nearby.
Then he noticed a shape in the corner of the kitchen — someone sitting with knees drawn up and head bowed, dressed in something dark. He couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman. Thinking it might be a hallucination brought on by fear, he coughed, hoping it would "break" whatever he was seeing. Instead, the figure lifted its head and stared directly at him with what felt like intense anger.
After several terrifying seconds, he tried to flee the house — but every time he tried to find the front door, he somehow ended up back in the kitchen, the figure still staring at him. He tried to scream and no sound came out. Just when he felt he might lose consciousness, he heard Yasin's voice outside calling "Rahim, open the door!" — and everything suddenly felt normal again. He ran and let his friend in, overjoyed. He never told Yasin what he'd seen, worried his friend would refuse to stay over again. He ran a fever for several days afterward, and says he's been unable to tolerate total darkness ever since.
0 Comments