August 6, 2004
The Little Man of Bihar
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Ryan, Bihar, India, September 22, 1998,
info@ghostvillage.com
I would like to share an encounter which I faced in late
September in the year 1998. Firstly, I would just like to give a
background on myself and the place of encounter. My family is basically
from Ireland, now settled in a farming area of Bihar in India. So my
grandma's farm which is based in the rural area of Bihar is not unknown
to sightings and paranormal activity, in fact I grew up with stories of
new encounters every week. Mind you, I was doing my schooling in a hill
station where my parents were teachers -- the only time I came home to
the farm was during vacations. During this episode, I had returned to
grandma', for a week-long break and was basically lying around in my
room with the window open. Now this farm is devoid of electricity, so we
have to rely on kerosene lanterns for the night light. I was drawn to
look out of the window as it was a great moonlit night. Just near the
window I noticed this figure of a very short man looking in at me. He
looked more like a dwarf just standing there staring at me. Thinking it
to be a servant, I let off a string of abuses for trying to spook me.
The next time I looked out, he wasn't there.
Closing my eyes, I was just lulling to sleep when I felt like I had
three men holding me down. I couldn't move a muscle and to add to it, I
felt I was being suffocated -- I just could not breathe -- I was
literally fighting a battle. My brain was ceasing to function and the
only thing I could concentrate on was the Lord's prayer as I tried to
reach for the rosary under my pillow. A few seconds later I felt this
burden off of me and I opened my eyes to find myself on the threshold of
the door leading out of my room. Confused and lost, I walked to my
grandma's room where I slept. I woke up to a week-long of fever -- there
went my vacation.
The next time I felt this way was during my college days in
Calcutta, India. I was lying in my hostel room where I don't know if I
was dreaming or not, but I felt the same way, and I just couldn't
breathe. This time, however, I saw this same short guy lead me up to the
tallest building in the area and kept telling me to jump. I don't know
whether this was an out-of-body experience because I knew I was still in
the room struggling to move or breathe, and yet I could see this guy
tell me to jump. What felt like a hundred Lord's prayers later, I felt
back to normal, but the surprising fact was my door lay open when I
could have sworn I closed it before sleeping. Such a thing hasn't
happened since, and I sure hope it doesn't. Thank you for letting me
share my experiences.
