Hello there, excuse me for my bad English as I am Arab and I'm still fourteen, and this is sadly a real story that happened last year to me.

They all ran down the forest, passing by the pine trees standing tall as the kids ran down the hill running over sticks rocks leaves, and whatever debris was in front of them as they reached the end of the forest. An endless peach farm was stretching out in front of them with smiles appearing on their faces but something came along their curious little minds. There was this small concrete house that was abandoned, it was more of a cube made out of concrete that stretches down and down. The little kids were curious to explore it as they never feared anything, together they would set go down the old ladder they found laying there as they took a small walk around, the cube was built with holes for windows but there weren't any window panels, all that was inside was a bunch of concrete slabs and nothingness, they heard something slam their hearts dropped as they turned around to run away. To their shock, the ladder wasn't there.. they panicked and gathered up a bunch of concrete slabs and climbed to the top as they put their hands on the window they went in from glass shards appeared on there which cut one of the kid's palm. They managed to get out as they ran up the forest and on the way saw stuff that wasn't there ten minutes ago, circles of salt, dead chickens, and random dark objects. they were thirteen and were already reciting the Quran at the top of their lungs fearing that they have disturbed the jinn.. they all managed to go to their houses and never mention it ever again.. who were these kids? What happened to them in the future? Hey, I'm one of these kids and this extremely traumatizing story happened in Amman Jordan.