Hi. A few years ago, I don't remember exactly when (I'm
15 now), I had an encounter unlike any I've ever read up
on. To this day, I find I am still at a loss for a
logical explanation.
I've been a believer all my life, and a strong one at
that. But I never, in my wildest dreams, though that
something like this would happen. Ever since this night,
I have prayed to God to keep the evil spirits from my home.
My experience starts in the middle of the night, about
1:00 – 2:00 in the mourning. I had to go to the
bathroom. Let me assure you, I was fully awake and
alert. I went down the stairs and directly at the bottom
is the bathroom, then to your right is a hallway, and to
the left is the back door.
So, I went to the bathroom and on my way out, I glanced
down the hallway, as I usually do. Well, used to do (I
haven't done it since). There I saw my mom, standing and
staring at me. But her eyes were strange, almost vacant
looking, and it was as if she saw me, but didn't; she was
almost looking straight through me. I was so afraid. It
took me about 3 seconds to deduce that this was not my
mother, merely an image that LOOKED like her. In my fear,
I bounded up the stairs and into my sisters room where I
slept for the rest of the night, the tears running
silently down my cheeks.
What I had seen was a lot more than what I just
described. You see, my mother had this nightgown she
always wore, I'm not sure if she still has it. That
night, I believe she went to bed with it on, I hadn't
taken notes! But the person (or whatever it was) I saw
standing in front of me (well, about 10-15 feet away) was
wearing that nightgown. I still feel the terror welding
up inside me when I try to picture what I saw. I don't
know if her feet were even touching the floor. What
startles me further however is the fact that I know it
wasn't my mother because at 1 in the morning she'd be up
for only two reasons: a small midnight snack, or to go to
the bathroom (we only have one). However after I bounded
up the stairs no footsteps could be heard from the hallway
below. The house was eerily silent.
I've tried for years to erase the scar that sight left on
me, I was so upset by it, I thought something had happened
to my mom! I just cannot forget what happened that
night. And as for that spirit! I hope it gets what it
deserves for using my mothers form to appear to me, unless
is had a darn good reason for it!
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed!
Contact me here: material_dancer@hotmail.com
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