I met with an accident on 22nd Feb 2020. Suffered 7 facial stitches and skull fracture. So I was on bed rest for almost 2 months.
I was very close to my grandmother who passed away in 2004. I have had visitations from her a couple of times. She even came to visit my baby once. During my hardships, she would always be there. And somehow everything would fall back in place. But past couple of years, she never showed up, so, I thought she might have been reborn and couldn't visit. Though I missed her dream visits, I was quite happy for her to have been born somewhere.
Coming back to 2020, after my accident, I was advised a lot of bed rest. I would always be trapped in one of my bedrooms. Well, I live in a two-bedroom apartment on 10th floor (in outskirts of the city so no tall building near me (scarcely populated area)) and the bigger bedroom is our main room but since my mom-dad came to help me out, we gave the bigger room to them and shifted to the smaller bedroom.
Due to the accident, my sleep had been greatly hampered. I would lay in bed all awake until the sun shone and sleep during the day or vice-versa. I am a dauntless girl (most of the time), so I would stay awake without any fear. I had no problem at all.
One night, as I lay awake and watched some movie in my phone, I noticed a dark shadow in the opposite corner to the left of me. It was quite big and darker than the dark room I was in. Beside me lay my husband. But I did not wake him up, rather I tried to ignore the whole thing. I thought the medicines and the lack of sleep might have caused me to hallucinate. So, I eased myself and went under my covers. And lay there still until I fell asleep.
Next night, I watched the corner carefully before and after switching all the lights. I tried to figure out what was causing the large shadow to appear. Found nothing and so again I lay watching some KDrama. I wasn't watching anything horror. So that negates the possibility of me imagining things that weren't there.
Around 4 am the shadow appeared in the same corner as big as it was on the previous night. This time I didn't go under my covers. I stayed there still watching my phone. I was conscious of the shadow but didn't look at it straight. NEVER.
It stayed there for few hours and it vanished before dawn. It went away when it was still dark. And when I felt it gone, I dared to look in the corner. That's how I know it was gone.
Now, this became the routine for it. The same shadow, the same corner, and almost the same time every night.
I should've got used to it but frankly I was getting little more scared with every passing night. But I still remained out of my covers. I would sweat profusely all the time it was there but I could never sleep. Because I never wanted to show I am afraid, I stayed out of my covers.
Few nights had passed, and I noticed it had started to move. It never came down but it moved sideways. Not too much, little by little trying to get closer. Its movement freaked me out. Literally freaked me out. I did not speak to others as I knew everyone will think it as some side effect of my medicine. So I kept mum.
One night as it moved, it made me so scared, I had to slip under my covers. I waited for it to go when I fell asleep.
That night I dreamt of me sleeping on a bed in a large room. There were others sleeping on mattresses on the floor. In the dream, I was still under the covers, and a woman was circling my bed continuously. I was scared to death. That's when I heard my grandma's voice. She wasn't speaking to me, but she spoke to the lady and was saying "lady, why are you troubling my child, you should never trouble others. This is not correct. If anything bad had happened to you it is not my child's fault."
Hearing her voice, I gathered all my strength and peeped out of my covers and called out to her asking "grandma, is this you?" she said, "yes it is me".
And I said back, "but, I can't see you." And she lovingly answered, "but you can still hear me. Come to me I will protect you."
I got up from my bed and went to the direction the voice was coming from as quickly as possible. It was the last mattress on the floor where the voice came from. I went there and quickly lay down. For the first time in all these years, I felt my grandma's touch. She moved her hand on me. It was soothing to an extent I can't express. I still couldn't see her but I felt her. I felt her touch first time in the past 16 years.
She protected me and the lady who was encircling my bed was no more in the room. I think my grandma made sure that I slept peacefully before she left. It was the best sleep I had during 2 months time.
When I woke up the next day, I was completely at ease.
As for the shadow, it didn't go away that very instance. It kept appearing for few more nights. But it was less threatening then. It went away and never came back.
After my grandma's visit I did have a speedy recovery. That must be credited to the will power and strength she gave me. Or at least, I feel that way.