Who killed her?
Hi,I'm an student in Demonology from X university.
I have been doing this project for my semester exams and working on collecting true horror stories.
I would like to share some of the stories which woke me up all the night using this platform.
I travelled to NewJersy regarding my project work.
The time I disscused about my project with my family everyone backed out but my grandma helped me in getting through it.
She is always supprotive to my interest in Demonology.She encouraged me.
She gave me her friends number who lived in NewJersey who encountered inhuman things happened in her life.
I decided to go and collect every single detail that help me in passing my thesis.
As a Demonologist we should never miss a detail that would make us prove people that inhuman things like demons exist.
It's my project ,and the first story that I collect has to be more appearing,so I travelled all the way to NewJersey to find her.
I went to her place.Grandma Marchel she is such a loving women.she is about 75 years old with all gray hair and wrinkled skin yet so beautiful.I just can't hold back hugged and kissed her on cheek.It felt so heart warming being with her.
Marchel
So,how are things ?
Me
Good garnny.I hope it's same with you?
Marchel
Yeah ,There's nothing to worry.
Marchel
Everything is good.
Marchel
Christine informed me a week back about your arrival.
She led me to the fire place where we settled on the small couch facing each other.
Me
Granny talks about you alot.
Me
She wanted to meet you ,but her knee pain gone worse so she can't make.
Marchel
I know it's worse for me too these days.
Me
No,no, you look a way more young.
Marchel
Ha ha ha .Your so lovely.
She smiled with her toothless mouth.It's so beautiful. She offered me a cup of coffee.
Me
Granny,I think you know the reason for my arrival here.
Me
As I don't have much time ,can we just get into the work.
Me
I will record this.Every statement means alot to clear my thesis.
Me
If your comfortable ,can I raise some questions that clarifies my doubts.
Me
Hey this me with Marchel.The witness of inhuman things that took place in one of her dearest friend's life that impacted her life too.Today on December 1 we are recording her true words.
Marchel
This is about my friend Jannet.we were college buddies.
Marchel
We were a group of Five.We used be a family to each other.
Marchel
Jannet is one of my bestfriend among rest of the four.
Marchel
We planned a small house party in Rachel's place that saturday.
Marchel
We planned to hangout ,get drunk and have a sleep over in Rachel's house.
Marchel
It was on August 7th 1972.
Marchel
All the four have already arrived to Rachel's place .Jannet didn't get permission from her parents that night so she asked us to wait for her an hour.
Me
wait,1972. It's nearly about 50 years.
Marchel
For good 50 years.
Me
You still remember everything.
Marchel
I can't forget that incident .
Marchel
Every single string I remember.
Marchel
We waited for her nearly about two hours but she didn't came.
Marchel
We thought she didn't get permission from her parents so she didn't attend the house party.
Marchel
We enjoyed,we drank ,gossiped about other gangs .You know it was fun.
Marchel
We passed out in exhaustion from all that.
Marchel
The next day at about 10 in the morning Jannet mom called me to ask when Jannet gonna return.
Marchel
Jannet? was she not at home? she was not with us.was what I replied.
Marchel
I woke up to the shock that Jannet mom's call to ask about Jannet .
Marchel
It's been whole day that we didn't hear anything about Jannet.
Marchel
we tried reaching her ,we looked for her in the college.We asked her boyfriend but he has no idea where she was.
Marchel
It's been week we kept searching for her.But no use we can't find her.
Marchel
Yes, We reported to police.They can't get any lead as we never received any anonymous call or blackmailing messages ,money demanding posts ,nothing we got related to her.
Marchel
Jannet used to share every single thing with me.Her dreams,problems,love life,family literally everything.
Marchel
Her sudden missing caused me breakout.
Marchel
I felt really empty without her.
Marchel
Jannet always informed me her next move.She never kept anything secret from me.
Marchel
It was on August 16th 1972 almost Nine days from the day Jannet went missing.
Marchel
I was returning from the ballet dance class.I waited for the local subway to reach my place.
Marchel
The NewJersey back then is not what you know.It was dark as midnight even around seven.
Marchel
I walking to get the subway and not to be late .I was in a hurry to reach the stop early than the time.
Marchel
But my instings said that I am been watched.
Marchel
I felt like been watched,my every move was been noticed,I felt I was with someone all the time.
Marchel
I neglected the feeling and got a ticket to my place.
Marchel
At that time people who travel by subways are very less.
Marchel
To my company I found a couple with their two little sons waiting for the train.
Marchel
By looking at them ,I felt relief.I got some courage to be in that place.
Marchel
The feeling of being watched never left me.
Marchel
I stood at a safe distance from the family.
Marchel
I started shivering for unknow reason all of a sudden.
Marchel
The weather is really cold that day and my shawl was not helping either.
Marchel
I looked around me carefully to see any suspect who are following me but found no one.
Marchel
The little one from the couples had his eye on me whole time.
Marchel
He looked at me terrified,questioning and suspeciously.
Marchel
I tried to make him comfortably and passed him a smile but this act of my scared him that he dig himself into her mom's chest and started weeping.
Marchel
I thought it was a bad choice of mine to smile and never did that again to any kid in my life.
Marchel
Not even for my grandchildren.
Marchel
We travelled in the subway.The boy kept his eyes for me all the time frightened.
Marchel
I get down from the train and looked to him so that from now he can travel peacefully.But he just nodded his head sideways with his eyes guled to me.
Marchel
He was scared to some reason and probably that might be my way of dressing.
Marchel
You know I sucks the way I dressed back then.
Marchel
My house was nearly a good fifteen minutes walk from the station.
Marchel
I dragged my tired body towards the streets.And left with more two turnings to reach my house.
Marchel
Then the breeze started to blow.It was that strong that my legs started to give up to the force.I felt really hard to get into the house.It took me 10 minutes to take two steps.It was that strong.
Marchel
My shawl was not listening to me at all.I shouldered my bag and the shawl left me.
Marchel
It went far flying,I went behind it to catch.
Marchel
I looked back to find my shawl that when my heart froze.
Comments
DarkSquad Crystle
This is soo good, could be my favourite horror story here. Your definitely gonna win the horror event (I'm in it too)
2022-08-14
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interesting 🤓
2022-08-13
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I like this its quiet interesting, actually it might be one of my favourite chat stories
2022-08-12
3