Dancing Down an Indian Hallway in Darkness


My cousin recently moved here from Secunderabad, India. On a recent road trip exploring America, we were shootin shit and exchanging ghost stories and laughing at similarities and differences between American ghost stories and Indian ghost stories when I asked her if she’s ever experienced anything supernatural. Her eyes widened as she averted her eyes to the window. Just when the silence was about to be too much for me, she softly responded “Yes. A few. One is troubling.”

“When I was a second year in college, I stayed at in an all-girl hostel [dorm]. I made many friends. We were all very happy to be in school away from our conservative parents. The hostel was so much fun, but it was a very very old building. Electricity was only put in the rooms. Sometimes, candles were placed along the windows if a watchman was present, but normally once you left the rooms, you were faced with complete darkness. It’s common to wake up someone if you needed to walk down to the restroom at the end of the hall. We all had a childish fear of being alone in the dark.

One night, I had to use the restroom. It was about 4am. I went to my friend’s bed and tapped her on the arm. She immediately opened her eyes as soon as I touched her. I apologized for bothering her, and told her I needed to pee. She smiled at me and hopped out of bed. All the way down the hallway, she laughed and danced. I could not see her at all, but her bangles clanked together loudly and the bells on her anklets jingled softly. It was very calming. I laughed and sashayed my hips down the hallway with her, too tired to match elaborate arm movements. She said nothing to me, though occasionally I heard her hum one of our favorite Bollywood songs. The same thing happened on our return. I fell back asleep easily.

I awoke fairly late the next morning to the sound of men in our room. They surrounded her bed. I bolted from my bed, prepared to protect my friend, when I realized they were administrators of the college. I peered over closer. My friend’s lifeless eyes were fixated on my bed; the same smile on her face. Suicide. Her time of death was 11:30pm, almost 5 hours before I woke her.”

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checkyourcloset999 avatar
5 years ago


HellIsEmptyAndAllTheDemonsAreHere avatar
Sic Semper sick temper
6 years ago

So in India chicks sleep with those bells and bangles on? Doesn’t sound very comfortable. Maybe it wasn’t suicide, maybe it was death from over-accessorizing.

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6 years ago


6 years ago

I wasn’t expecting the twist at the end. Was too much into the story up to that point to notice.

Omfi avatar
6 years ago

This is creepy as hell.

LazyLew avatar
6 years ago

Oh Boi!

Dragonlordmikey avatar
6 years ago

How can it be suicide when there is no note and wouldn’t they wake her up if her room mate is dead but either way the story is great 10/10 plz right more.

FlowerOfDarkness avatar
6 years ago

Nice. Please part 2 (some explaining maybe?)

Crystal07 avatar
7 years ago

I just shit bricks.

7 years ago

Oh wow. I might read this again, at night. Awesome!

7 years ago

Holy shit!! I wrote this 5 years ago and posted it on reddit and no one really cared. I had no idea it was popular elsewhere. This actually isn’t a creepypasta..my cousin swears up and down this is how it happened. The details weren’t important to me at the time because I was just trying to reiterate what she told me about her experience (hence the 11:30 vs 11:00. She told me it was 5 hours before she woke her so I guestimated on what the times were).

As for the grammar, sorry! I was typing quickly because it was for the subreddit r/thetruthishere which is a database for personal non-fiction encounters/unexplained events. Go check it out and say hello. I’m a mod there 🙂

I’m blown away by how popular this is. Really surprising. Thanks, everyone! You made my year.

Who_needs_sleep avatar
7 years ago

Sleep? Lol nope

7 years ago

I find it quite heart-warming, actually. xD

7 years ago


EPICsparklez59 avatar
7 years ago

So who walked with her… *piano music* dun dun dun! 10/10! The twist was intense!

Aryan rajput
Aryan rajput
7 years ago

am too from Secunderabad, India and they are lot of creepy stories and a famous haunted house called “dedh lakh ghar” and i enjoyed this stories and was interesting but i woud like to say one word in regional language here in secunderabad which is famous here “KEkaaaaaaaa”

djjazzyjazz avatar
7 years ago

wow great pasta

Creepa99 avatar
7 years ago

That scared the crap outta me thats creepy.

Garity avatar
8 years ago

Sweet pasta! Loved the fact that the ghost was a happy, positive soul, freed by suicide. Nice touch that only brings more creepiness.

8 years ago

Creepy as, brill, loved it.