I SAW A POT FLOATING IN MY BROTHER’S ROOM YET NO ONE BELIEVES ME- CONFUSED LADY SHARES SCARY STORY

I am sharing this anonymously because till today, even my own family looks at me differently when I bring it up. Some think I imagined it. Others think I’m exaggerating. But I know what I saw and it changed how I see my brother forever.

This happened in 2022, in our family house. My brother had just returned from staying away for months. He was always secretive, but when he came back, it was worse. He locked his room constantly, spoke less, and reacted angrily whenever anyone touched his things.

That night, NEPA had taken light. I woke up around 1 a.m. to drink water. As I passed the corridor, I noticed a faint glow coming from my brother’s room. It didn’t make sense there was no power, and he usually slept early.

I thought maybe he forgot to switch off his rechargeable lamp, so I knocked lightly. No answer.

I pushed the door open.

What I saw made my legs weak.

In the middle of the room was a metal pot, the kind our mother uses in the kitchen but it wasn’t on the floor. It wasn’t on a table.

It was floating.

Not shaking. Not swinging. Just hanging in the air, slowly turning, like something unseen was holding it up. Under it were strange items laid out neatly white chalk, red thread, and a small bowl I couldn’t recognize.

My brother was standing at the corner of the room, completely still. His eyes were open, but they didn’t look like they were seeing me. They looked empty.

I gasped.

Immediately, the pot dropped to the floor with a loud bang. The lamp went off. Everything went dark.

My brother turned and shouted my name.

I ran.

I locked myself in my room, shaking uncontrollably. I didn’t sleep till morning. When I finally told my mother what I saw, she stared at me for a long time and said only one thing:

“Don’t talk about what you don’t understand.”

My brother denied everything. He said I must have been half asleep. He laughed it off in front of others. But when we were alone, he warned me never to enter his room again.

Since that night, strange things have happened in the house. Plates fall on their own. I hear whispering when I’m alone. My brother moved out suddenly a few months later, without explanation.

Till today, no one believes me.

But I know what I saw was real.

And sometimes, late at night, when the house is quiet, I still hear the sound of metal scraping softly… like something heavy is floating again.