Jinns

Let me start off by saying, most people have already heard about jinn's. And believe me when I say THEY DO EXIST. This true story is about how me and my friend encountered a jinn.

It was 6.30pm. I was at my friends house, playing a little bit of ps3 and stuffing ourselves with crisps. My friend, Robin, decided to get to get something to drink. I paused the game using his controller and waited while telling him to hurry up at the same time. Filling his glass up with tap water, he noticed a tapping noise on the window in front of the sink. He lifted the blinds, but it was just a wall. He came back, and sat down next to me, The glass in his hand was shaking violently. I asked him what happened. Nothing. Nothing at all. He put  the glass slowly onto the floor, me watching him, wondering why he was acting in such a way.

We continued playing, but he was completely silent and just didn't say anything throughout. I had to know why he was so silent. I was just about to ask him again when we heard the same tapping noise. But this time it was coming from the door. The tapping became banging. Constant banging. I was reluctant to find out what was going on so I asked Robin, but he just sat there, saying "That was it" Eventually, I walked slowly down the stairs and to the door. Should I open it? I hesitated a bit. I turned the door handle, and swung the door open. Great. Nothing there. Closing the door, I walked up stairs when...

The door burst open. I sprinted upstairs and yelled at Robin to come hide in the room. At last, he actually moved. We locked the bedroom door, and waited. There were footsteps, coming up the stairs. Whatever it was, I prayed it could go away as soon as possible. It stopped moving. Has it gone? I hoped it had, but unfortunately, I was wrong. Instead, it started marching towards the bedroom door. It stopped again. It was right in front of us. The only thing between us was a door. It could easily burst open like the front door. I could barely breathe. The fear. The pressure. It knocked. But only once. I could hear it turning the handle. It was no use, the door was locked. It started banging at the door, over and over. I turned and saw Robin standing there, mouthing the words IT'S OK to him. It couldn't enter. Or.. I think it did.

There was no noise except the humming from electricity. But then footsteps broke the silence. This time it was behind me. Directly behind me. Robin collapsed onto the floor. I turned. My intentions were to help him but I was too shocked. He was squirming on the floor. Me, staring at him. He spoke, but in a deeper voice than usual. It was another language, in which I could not understand. He started to scream at the top of his lungs, almost deafening me. I unlocked the door and strolled out the room, leaving Robin inside. I could still hear him scream painfully, even after I left the house. I decided to walk home. Trying to forget what happened. But I don't ever think I will forget what happened that day.

Before I finish, I'd just like to advise you to never try to contact a jinn in any way, shape or form. They are very dangerous. And you WILL regret it.