I was sleeping at my aunt’s place and dreamt that an old man was lying on top of me. I kept wanting to erase that thought and dream of something else. But when I woke up in the morning, there was this crushing weight on my chest that was getting heavier by the minute. I started panicking and screaming but nobody heard me. I tried making the sign of the cross (what Catholics does) but I couldn’t move my arms. I said “go away!” and after a few minutes, the blanket lightened. The craziest part? The same thing happened to my mum!
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short ghost stories
Horrorthese stories are either written by me, found online or heard from others! read only if you're prepared 👀 will only update every weekend unless I have nth btr to do on weekdays ✌🏻
