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Poltergeists are mischievous, naughty and sometimes malevolent spirits. A big fan of Harry Potter series, I thought that I would enjoy being surrounded by these naughty demons who love to scare people and get a laugh from their fears. I especially loved the imagery of Moaning Myrtle in Harry Potter who used to live in girl’s bathrooms and dive down in the toilets. But, never again I will jest about poltergeists again and neither will J. K. Rowling, if she has to go through what I had to face. I was a good 15 and not a child, when I was faced with poltergeists. I went for a sleepover to my good friend’s house and since his parents were not at home, we decided to mess around a bit.
We decided to poke around haunted looking ruins near the cemetery, fifteen miles from his home. We were pretty confident when we started out but as we reached within two miles of the place, a feeling of dread came over us. But being the foolhardy teens that we were, we refused to take the warning in time. It was a level road, with no mountains or cliffs in sight. The night was clear and it was the full moon day. The wind was calm and it was almost hot. Just as were crossing the one-mile mark from the cemetery, a large rock suddenly came hurling towards us with full force. We ducked just in time or it must have smashed our heads to pulp. One man can never pick up such a huge rock and besides that, there was no one in sight!
We thought that perhaps, it was a trap of some kind and we were just unlucky to step on it. The temperature suddenly dipped so much that we started freezing. In My friend and I was surprised and quite spooked by now. We looked to each other and decided to run back home. We were about to turn, when a whirlwind suddenly rose from the cemetery and chased us. We ran and ran for fifteen miles but it always seemed to just touch our backs or scrape our arms. As we ran through the front door and tried to lock it, all the windows that we had locked carefully before leaving, suddenly opened at the same time and their panes crashed. The whirlwind started entering the home from all windows and doors and we could do nothing as everything was swept by the whirlwind, while we were standing right in the middle of the room, hugging each other tightly and staring wild-eyed at it and thinking it was our end.
We both were praying loudly and crying and then praying some more. Next day, we were found unconscious, still clutching each other tightly. Everything was at its place; even the windowpanes were all right. No one has ever believed us to this day. This was what the poltergeists were probably trying to do. Make a fool of us in front of everybody. Whatever be their motive, I am happy that our lives were spared that day.