Written by: Hamsa
. SalmaI was twenty-one years old. People said that God had blessed me with beauty, and I saw that in the mirror every night... I even enjoyed my beauty excessively, standing in front of the mirror for hours, putting headphones in my ears, playing music, and dancing alone until dawn. I thought I was alone in the room... I didn't know that someone had been watching me for a long time.
One night, after getting tired from dancing, I put on my headphones and fell asleep... Little by little, I started sleeping with my headphones on and music playing almost every day.
A few days later, I returned home feeling very tired. I went into my room, changed my clothes, and threw myself onto the bed. As usual, I put on my headphones, turned on some music, and tried to fall asleep... But suddenly, as I lay there, I began to feel hot breath behind my back... Something so close to my body that I thought someone was clinging to me.
I was surprised... because I was sure that no one else was in the room with me.
My breathing quickened... and my body began to shiver. I felt that there was something sitting behind me. It was a strange feeling... frightening... but it was real. I tried to pluck up my courage and turned around to see who was behind me... but as soon as I turned my head, my whole body froze. I couldn't move... I couldn't even lift a finger.
I looked ahead and saw a very tall body wrapped entirely in white cloth, with no face and no hands, just a long white mass standing unnaturally in front of me.
I couldn't seek refuge in God... My tongue was completely tied. I didn't know any verses from the Qur'an... I didn't protect myself. I just stared at him... as he stood there, expressionless.
Then he began to speak... not with his mouth, but with a heavy voice echoing inside my head... but I couldn't understand him because of the sound of the songs in my headphones. I tried to concentrate... I ignored the music... then I heard his words clearly:
“Don't tell your mum what happened earlier.…”
He threatened me... with a frightening voice... faint... but clear.
Then he disappeared.
A few days passed, and I began to see him. Everywhere... In the kitchen... In the living room... At the bathroom door... I see him standing there... Faceless... Motionless... Just watching me silently.
I was very scared... and started sleeping next to my mother. She noticed and asked me why I was leaving my room, where I used to spend the whole night dancing and listening to music... but I didn't dare tell her the truth.
It got worse... He started appearing in every corner of the house. Even when I went to the bathroom... I found him standing at the door. I couldn't take it anymore.
I began to pray and recite dhikr, and felt temporary relief... but it did not disappear. I felt all the time that something was following my footsteps... watching me... approaching me every night, especially when I was alone.
On a dark night... while I was asleep in my bed, I began to hear Whispers Coming from the corner of the room. Low whispers, incomprehensible... but getting closer and closer. A shiver ran through my whole body. I tried to read the Qur'an... but the whispers grew louder, until they became clear.
And suddenly... All the lights went out..
My room was plunged into complete darkness. I felt a fear I had never felt before in my life. I began to recite what I had memorised, trembling...
Then something happened... I sensed movement near the mirror. I opened my eyes with difficulty... and saw in the mirror's reflection a tall figure wrapped in white... closer to me than ever before... staring at me facelessly.
I tried to move... but a terrible weight pressed down on my chest. I couldn't even scream. And every time I tried to lift my body... I felt heavy breaths on my shoulders.
The next day, Salma decided to go to her friend to tell her everything. Her friend advised her to contact a specialist sheikh. She called him and told him everything that was happening.
سألها الشيخ:
«ابنتي... هل تقفين أمام المرآة كثيرًا في الليل؟»
She replied shyly:
"Yes... Most of the time I stand in front of the mirror and dance and listen to music."
He said to her: "This is called Jinn Ashaq. And you opened the door for him by constantly looking in the mirror, dancing and listening to music. You have two choices... Either you stop singing... Or you persevere with prayer and the Qur'an. He has not yet been able to enter your body, but he is following you... Watching you... Waiting for an opportunity."
From that day on, Salma began to follow the advice. It was difficult at first, because music was part of her daily life... but she persevered.
And with time... she began to feel truly at ease. The more she committed herself to prayer and remembrance, the more she felt her fear diminishing... and the white shadow receding from her.
And as the days passed... he disappeared completely.
Salma says:
“I committed myself to prayer and the Qur'an... After a while, I no longer saw him in the kitchen... or in the corners... or in the mirror... He disappeared, thanks to God.
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