Once while returning home from visiting a sick friend, I was walking along the small, dark, paved road when I thought I heard some footsteps behind me. Even though it was late at night, I didn't think much about it. So, I did not concern myself with it and continued walking.
I decided to take a shortcut to my home. For that, I have to go through a football field that's a bit secluded from the main road. Thinking nothing about it, I went ahead through the field when I heard it again. I turned back but didn't see anyone or anything. I resumed my walk and would have been fine until I heard someone whispering my name. It was then that I started to get scared, with the hairs on my skin standing. I felt someone is near me but I couldn't see anyone. Scared out of my wits, I ran till I reached my home. Dashing into the house, I closed the door and stood there for some time. I don't know if what I felt was real or not, but I made up my mind never to go through the field late at night again.
