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In a year, my family moved to a new house bought by my father and persuaded us to move because it was broad and beautiful. We really liked it and preferred to live in it. We were very happy to finally get rid of my small room where I slept with my sister.
I asked my father: Who was this house before NSKN? My father replied that he had an old lady who lived on her own. This lady refused to sell the house permanently but she only agreed. Despite the fact that they are very rich and can abandon it and buy the dregs and palaces, but they stuck to it strongly and refused to sell it.
I was very surprised by the story of this old woman, but in any case I was happy because we moved to this big house even if it was rented, and it took us a month and we are happy.
I went and drank some water and I sat down and read the Quran and I cried with great fear. I do not know what happened to bring all this terror in my heart, but it was just a vague feeling. Internal I could not disclose it or explain
When I returned, my mother told her what had happened. She said to me, "You were going to burn the house, do not make a fire again in our absence." She entered my sister's room and told her, so she scared me when she told me that the demons and the fire department were living there.
The days went by and I began to forget what had happened, but over time I began to feel strange things happening in the house, like the wheel being opened without touching and hearing a faint voice coming from inside and hand moving the knob of the door of the room. I always remember God and I tried to sleep. Of the intensity of my fear.
I had a lot of scary nightmares at night and I woke up screaming for my father to come and embrace me tenderly and read me the Koran until I slept again, and the day my mother started feeling strange things too. She told me that she noticed something black passing by me quickly. He had gone, and the lights of the bathroom often went out from time to time, we all began to notice strange things at home.
My father came back to the owner of the house but found her dead. Her children came and began to tell us her story. She was an old lady who lived alone and ridiculed the jinn. She read the books of camels and others, and they lived with her in this house. But with time things started to go out of her mind, So I decided to leave the house and rented it but could not sell it because this was the era with the jinn.
