So there was a time when I was 3 years old or so. I was running around the house like a usual normal kid. But suddenly stumbled into something in my father's bedroom. I saw a shadow in a dark room, a figure of a tall man. I'm sure it's not a shadow that I cast because it's was moving as I stand staring at it. Seconds later, I run from it, screaming while searching for my mother. Once I saw her, I drag her to that room. "Is it still there" she asked. "No." I answered. It's gone. "It's nothing then, don't worry about it.
This is only an illustration. The real thing is not this scary. |
Again, only an illustration. The one in my story is barefoot. |
Random Bell |
And the last one, the most recent. Like in the first or second week after the PPSMB week. I dreamed about me talking to a black figure, asking him to wake me up. Because I have morning class that day. Right after I said that, something fell into the floor. It's sounds like a bell and it woke me up. It's kinda scary, but I actually thankful for it, because I was able to wake up in the morning and attend my morning class.
That's all that I can tell you all. I know it's not that scary, I hope you all entertained. If you found a mistake or anything else that disturb you, please tell me by leaving your exist trace by commenting on the comment box below. Thanks for your time. Have a great day.
Hello from the other world ~~~ |
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