I'm currently studying overseas in Japan. Visiting my relatives and all that jazz. They live 3 kilometers from the infamous Suicide Forest.
To make sense of this story I'd probably have to go back to 4 days earlier. My grandmother had been insisting on my visit for a long time because I'm in the country. At first I wasn't too keen on it but I thought 'Why not?' and finally went. I had to wait for break though so it took awhile.
Fast forward to actually arriving at her house, my grandmother had already contacted my mother about the matter of staying with her, it was fine. Now I'm going to tell you here and now that I'm little bit skeptical about the existence of the paranormal. I've watched Ghost Adventures, Ghost Hunters, etc. I'm not all that religious either (I can never sit still in church and the only time that I can remember myself going was when I was 10 years old, my aunt had told me they would have food... She lied.) I think there might be a higher power but I'm not sure. However what I'm experiencing is convincing me otherwise about the existence of the paranormal. Now let's get back to the original subject.
Upon entering the house I noticed immediadtley that (A) it was ''hella small'' as my friends call it and (B) there was a sudden feeling of extreme cold on my chest like somebody took super cold ice and stuck it there. I asked my grandmother if they had an A/C or a fan going but she said no. I brushed it off as just imagination. My grandmother's house has been around for God knows how long, it's old enough for people to actually see signs of wear in some places. The inside is the modern one living room, two bathrooms, two bedrooms plus a guest room, and a small backyard. Upstairs is the guest room that overlooks the backyard. One of the bathrooms is also upstairs.
I mostly stayed in the house and explored the backyard which has an awesome Zen garden. I got to watch NHK with english subtitles. (It's a Japanese TV channel. Google it.) There were no incidents the first day other than that ice cold feeling in the middle of my chest. I got the bedroom upstairs which was above my grandparents room, it was a traditional room with the tatami mats and sliding door that seperated the room into halves. The first half of the room is the one you see when you walk in throught the door. There are shelves with manga, anime, music, sandals, a small umbrella etc. The second half after you open the sliding door is where the flat bed thingy on the floor is and the window straight ahead overlooking the garden.
I stooped to put my possessions in the bottom shelf when I was in the first half of the room. When I stood back up I felt a wierd heavy sensation in my chest, the kind you get when you fall really fast toward something. I began to get dizzy and actually fell to my hands and knees. There was spots in my vision. As soon as it began it stopped. I was about to get up while wondering what brought that on when the same cold sensation from earlier hit my chest but much harder. I also felt cold around my neck and couldn't breathe. I was terrified and wanted to get help but I couldn't get a word out. This lasted for 30 seconds but it felt much longer than that. As soon as I got my breath back I rushed downstairs to tell my grandmother. She asked if I had health problems prior to the incident, of course I said no because I'm a healthy person and I hardly get sick. She told me to sit down in the kitchen as she went to make tea. It tasted nasty. She told me it would help with my being ill. I was scared to go back upstairs but she said I had probably been dehydrated and might have caught something.
The rest of the night went without anything happening.
The second day nothing happened as well. But in the night I thought I heard a woman talking near the window. It was a gentle voice but there was a note of guilt in it, it sounded she was apologizing and that the apology was directed at me. I could feel someone there as well but I thought I was just being paranoid. Until that same cold feeling in my chest came when the voice and presence started. I put the blanket over my head and eventually went to sleep.
Which all leads to now. I haven't been able to get much sleep. Grandmother thinks I'm sick she even told me today that I look like an araiguma (raccoon) due to the dark circles under my eyes. The sensations are still happening at night. I was hesitant to share my story but my friends encouraged me so I'm giving it a shot. I've started having a dream over and over again as well. It has a reoccurring pattern.
The dream usually happens right after I can't stay awake any longer and fall asleep. I end up in a forest in broad daylight with thick fog. There's a dirt path that leads to a cliff. I'm probably on a mountain, I don't know because once I come out the forest there's no detours and a sheer drop two and a half feet in front of me where the dirt path ends. I can't see anything in the distance. I can't go back the way I came. There's grass everywhere. That's when a falling woman comes out of nowhere and falls past the rocky edge of the cliff with her arm outstreched like she's trying to catch herself on said edge. She always misses. That was the first time, but now everytime she comes falling down an overwhelming urge to catch her takes me over, I run for the edge of the cliff only for my hand to merely brush hers and miss. Sometimes I'll hear a splash of water way far down and everything becomes icy, just unbearably cold. I can't see the water. But when the splash is heard at times, it feels like my whole body is drenched in ice water and I can't breath. Like I'm drowning.
I told my grandmother and at first she didn't believe me. Until last night. I actually caught the falling woman in my dream, when I caught her wrist and she took hold of mine, excruciating pain was in my shoulder and wrist like I'd caught something heavy with one arm. She had a really tight grip. She looked to be 20 years old, she had long brown hair, brown eyes, and she wore a dirty white dress that looked like it went through mud. Her skin was a bit tan but also pale. She had streaks of mud on her face. The woman said the same thing that the lady by the window did "I'm sorry". To be honest it scared me. I woke up today with a red hand mark around my wrist and my shoulder felt dislocated (Lucky me it wasn't.)
My grandmother doesn't really know what to do but she is researching. I can't sleep because I'm scared of the dream. I don't stay upstairs by myself. I completely avoid it during the day and I stay up as much as I can despite being so tired. I just don't want to go to sleep. I still get the sensations in my chest and around my neck but they're less intense (Strangely gentle in some instances.) I can still feel her presence. I don't know what she wants. I need help.
Any advice is appreciated.
Being the creep that I am, even though this clown is a few months old I can't help but be curious as to where it's gone today? Have you made peace with Anari, or has she made peace with death? I hated to see that nobody responded to your last worried comments. At the very least I hope you're sleeping now! Let us in on the cliff hanger. 😉