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The Staircase And The Terrace

By Verleus

I have been off for a long time now, but this was due to my exams, and my exams are
precisely the reason to which I came to know about the following stuff.

We live is a 3 bedroom flat, where the third bedroom is a sort of a penthouse. Due to this, we
get the luxury of a private terrace. Due to my exams, I shifted into this room for privacy.
Usually occupied by my parent's. Well, this was my board exam, which is considered a very
important exam, so I up until late, as late as 3:00-4:00 am. This was how I discovered the
following stuff.

The staircase that leads to the upper room is a sort of old fashioned, wooden staircase that
sort of creaks when someone walks on it. Though this flat is pretty new, this staircase was
furnished in this manner.

It must have been about 2:30am on 22nd March 2009. This was when I heard a creak on the
staircase. I thought it must be my mum, she frequently dropped in to check whether I had
slept or not. I walked out of the room to see who it was. No one. I thought it must have been
my imagination, because I was pretty tired. However, after sometime, it again started
creaking. This time, it didn't cease for a long time. My first thought was that I was dreaming.
But I knew I wasn't. I somehow managed to gather courage and go downstairs to check. But
there was no one there. Everyone was asleep. This sort of freaked me out. I ran upstairs and
just closed my eyes.

After sometime, I fell asleep. After this incident, I have since heard faint creaks every night
after 2am. I have given up, as left it at it is my imagination. But I cannot give up an incident,
which happened precisely the day before my last exam, on 31st, as imagination.

I was again studying in the penthouse. The terrace is just outside, and we have two doors to
enter it. I was studying around at 2am or quarter to two when I heard something on the
terrace. At first I felt as if I was just getting paranoid. But suddenly, sounds started coming
from the terrace. It was as if some one was throwing things around. We keep many broken
and unnecessary objects there. I became frightened and ran downstairs to call my dad. He
first asked me to go to sleep, as I was too tired. But when I requested him to just come and
look at the terrace, he agreed.

We went outside and found nothing out of order. But then I felt as if something pricked my
legs. When I looked there was broken glass pieces all around. There used to be a useless
glass, which we kept in the terrace. We usually kept it on the floor. It looked as if someone or
something had lifted it and smashed it. I was pretty freaked out. I told my parents about the
creaking stairs the next day. They told me that I was imagining things. When I asked them
about the broken glass. They said it was probably an animal, some monkey or something. We
have many stray monkeys in this part of India. But I have a strong feeling, that whatever it
was, it was no animal or human.

I also have another experience with this flat, or rather its neighbourhood, which I will tell in my
next story.

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