Greetings to all readers. Its been a while since my last story. I have been so busy on work.
So, this time I would like to tell a story to what happened to me many years ago. I was 21. It was the weekend. I came back to my mom's from college to spend the weekend there. I can still remember like it just happened yesterday. To me, it's not particularly scary. But it still give an impact in my understanding in the other world.
It was the second day. I was tired from helping my mom the whole day. After dinner I went out to visit my old friends and hang out. I got back very late past midnight and went to bed. I felt too uneasy that night. After a few minutes of sleep, I felt like someone starring at me at the foot of my bed. I don't really want to look, so I force shut my eyes. After a while I still feel like someone's there. My room was very dark. Not even the moonlight comes in it.
I don't know what caused it but I really want to open my eyes and see who was it. I regret it fast. There, at my feet, on the bed, I saw something. A figure, in white dirty torn dress. Its hair messy and long reaching its feet. It's just sitting there staring at me. It was just a split second, but it was enough for me to know what's been bothering me that night. I quickly grab the blanket and cover my whole body and start praying that it will not harm me.
After a few minutes, I felt a relief sense like it has leaves. I got out from the blanket, and yes that thing has gone. I finally can go to sleep. I did not mentioned what happened to my parents, not until after few years ago. As a matter of fact, they told me the same happened to my late grandma also. It was her first time at my parent's house and that one time she sleeps in my room, she got so scared until she got sick after that night. She said that thing was trying to hurt her. She didn't want to come to our house again after that.
Well, after that, whenever I come back home, I would never sleep in the room. I would rather sleep outside with the mosquitoes.
It was only that one time, but that one time was the only time in my whole life that I could see "them" with my own eyes.
So glad that it didn't do any harm to me. Well, that's my story. Until next time. Thanks.