Hey I’m now living in America but my origin came from
Vietnam, what I encountered was a few years ago but I can
never forget it. Even now if I think about it I can still
get chills…
I was only 10 years old and still living in Vietnam, my
parents had sold our house because there was only a few
days left before we move to America. During those few days
they found a house for rent, the house fits their interests
and all, along with a surprisingly low renting prize. I was
wondering why and how could a house like that get such a
renting prize, really if you had seen it you would wonder
the same thing, the house had 3 floors, 2 rooms on each
floor. It was well decorated and the neighborhood was fine.
The first day we moved in there wasn’t any problem, and my
question wasn’t left unanswered for long….
One night my parents invited guests over and they decided
that they’ll sleep over. So to have enough places, they
took the normal rooms, and I had to sleep in the top room
on the 3rd floor alone. It was summer time and Vietnam
usually is very hot during that time, but at that night,
when I stepped into the room I felt a weird sense… I felt
as if I wasn’t the only one there, it was hard to explain
but inside of me a feeling of nervousness and fear were
taking their place. My parents made me go to sleep when
they saw that the lights in the room were still on, but I
didn’t leave it on for no purpose. I decided there couldn’t
be anything else more that I can do so I listened and got
ready for bed, now I just left the dim lights on, I could
see the whole room but the hallway was pitch black.
I laid down and stared at the ceiling for quite some time,
I just can’t close my eyes because the feeling couldn’t be
shaken off. When I did close my eyes I always ended up
opening them again, due to the thought that I heard
footsteps or hearing an extremely faint voice. I woke up
times after times during the night, it was so weird like
someone trying to disturb my sleep on purpose. At 3:13am I
finally was able to drift into my dream, or should I say,
nightmare…
In that dream I found myself walking around outside of the
house, practically not knowing the reason at all, just
walking….till I stopped when I saw a tall dark tree, but I
could have sworn that in reality, the neighborhood didn’t
have the tree there. I stared at for about 3 minutes till I
felt someone tapped my shoulder. I was startled and turned
back to face the person, before my eyes was a woman…she
looked normal and she was smiling at me for some odd
reason, she started mumbling something I can’t make out,
the only last thing she said that I could remember
was “Look at that tree…”, so I did (yes, insane or stupid
to have done that…) I didn’t see any difference of the tree
to be noticed. I turned back to look at her but the person
I found after that was no longer an ordinary woman…
Her eyes glowed in a bright red color, her hair had grown
longer that it almost covered her face, even though it was
dark I could see the wicked smile. Her clothes have changed
as well, to a white dress, torn and blood stained, her
nails have grown into long sharp claws... For that instant
she looked as if one of the scariest things on the world. I
was speechless out of fear and shock, I took a step back
nervously not sure what to do. She let out a cruel laugh
and was about to attack me, her claws ready to slit any
part of my skin. That exact moment I screamed like I never
have before, the fear couldn’t block out the scream either.
The next thing I know I woke up, with cold sweat and my
body was still shaking, my parents were next to me, looking
with worried on their faces. I told them it wasn’t anything
much because who knows what they will do…
The next morning I told some of the neighbors that had
lived there for a long time about that dream and the
feeling when I stepped into that room, they all said that I
should move if I want my safety. I came once again to
curiosity and asked for the reason, they told me everything
that a woman used to live there, and a tall tree was in
that neighborhood was there as well before it got cut down
and completely destroyed. They showed me picture of the
woman who lived there and had died, that woman matched the
same woman that I saw in my dream. After that my family
moved out of the house in less than a week, on the last
night when I stepped into that room again I saw a white
shadow creeping on the wall, the instant I saw it, the
shadow disappeared.
Now I still wonder if I didn’t scream and wake up that
night, would she really kill me…?
Contact me here: rosekoorime@yahoo.com
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