Im going to tell you a story about something that happened to me. You can believe it or you can judge me and say Im over thinking it but I know what I saw.
I was babysitting my sisters 4 year old son when my first "encounter" happen.
I was in the backyard doing some gardening untill I felt a cold unnatural breeze hit.
It wierded me out a little as it was in the middle of summer but shook it of as nothing.
I continude untill I heard my name being called from inside. Turning around I yelled back only to cut my finger.
"Ouch!"
I stopped what I was doing and began to go inside to the bathroom.
As I was walking to the stairs (our bathroom is upstairs alongside bedrooms)
I saw my nephew sitting on the 2 step.
"Max honey did you call me before" i ask.
He looks at me confused but smiles and shakes his head.
"No Auntie I was making silly faces with the lady" i look at him confused.
"What lady?" He giggles. "Silly Auntie THAT lady" he points over to the corner thats near the stairs. I chuckle at him. Max always had an imagination. So I went upstairs to clean up. After I was done I decided to humour myself and ask my Nephew what the lady looked like. Big mistake.
"Hey Max what does the lady look like?"
"Well she's wearing a long white dress and a long blond braid" i smile and get up.
As I began to leave my Nephew grabbed my sleeve and looked at me.
"It's strange" he starts
"What's strange honey?"
He looks at the corner then back at me.
"The lady...shes hanging from her braid"
My eyes widen as I looked at the corner of the room.
I quickly picked max up and went to the car.
He wasn't making funny faces....he was copying a face of someone who was gasping for air.
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Hope you enjoyed I might do part 2 on the persons second experience...😸✌
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3 Short Scary Stories
HorrorJust three short scary stories that would be great too read with friends