Paranormal experience

Zeliha's heart was pounding as she stepped onto the dark, ominous street. It was so thin and twisted that she felt as if it was leading her to a place she was not supposed to go. The street was silent, but she felt like she was being watched by something sinister.

As she walked towards her home, her mind raced with thoughts of her parents and siblings. She had always been afraid of walking alone at night, but tonight was different. She had a feeling that something was going to happen.

When she finally reached her home, she searched every room, but there was no one there. It was silent, as if the house was holding its breath. As she stepped outside, she saw a figure sitting in the garden. It was an old man, her uncle, who had died just two days ago.

Zeliha was struck with terror and tried to run back inside, but the door wouldn't budge. She was trapped. The old man slowly turned his head towards her and started to stand up. His eyes were empty, yet they seemed to pierce through her soul.

Suddenly, Zeliha heard a whisper, as if it was coming from within the house. It was a voice she didn't recognize, but it sounded ancient and ominous. She was paralyzed with fear, unable to move or even breathe.

In a sudden burst of energy, Zeliha managed to break free from the spell and ran towards the neighbor's house. But something was holding her back, as if an invisible force was trying to stop her from leaving. She felt like she was trapped in a nightmare.

As she stumbled towards her neighbor's house, the wind started to howl and the dust swirled around her. It was like a sandstorm in the middle of the city. She could barely see where she was going, but she knew that she had to keep moving forward.

Finally, she reached her neighbor's door and pounded on it. The door creaked open and Zeliha stumbled inside, gasping for breath. She looked back at her home, but everything was quiet. The wind had died down, and the dust had settled. It was as if nothing had happened.

The next day, Zeliha returned to her home, still shaken by the events of the night before. She searched every room once again, but there was still no one there. As she stepped outside, she saw her uncle's figure sitting in the garden again. This time, however, he was smiling.

Zeliha cautiously approached him, unsure of what to expect. As she drew nearer, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. Her uncle's spirit seemed to be at peace, and he spoke to her through his gaze.

"I'm sorry to have scared you, Zeliha," he said. "I just wanted to let you know that everything is okay. I'm at peace now, and I wanted you to know that I love you."

Zeliha felt tears streaming down her face as she realized that her uncle had been trying to communicate with her. She knew that he was no longer trapped in this world, and that he had moved on to a better place.

From that day on, Zeliha was no longer afraid of the dark, ominous street. She knew that her uncle's spirit was watching over her, and that he would always be there to guide her through life's challenges. And so, with a newfound sense of courage, Zeliha stepped out into the world, ready to face whatever came her way.