The Woman On My Bed

This happened one year ago. Because of this, I've been struggling to sleep. I felt like she's always watching me. Watching me and my little sister, Mai. I decided to submit this story because I wanted to know if one of you guys have experienced the same thing we did.

Our house was newly built and the surroundings were uncomfortable, also eerie. I shared a room with Mai but we slept in different beds. It was a double decker bed near the window. We both decided that I will sleep on top while she on the bottom. At that night, I was expecting a happy dream but my expectations shattered ever since I saw her.

I was sleeping when I suddenly woke up unintentionally. I could see a silhouette of a figure, at first I couldn't tell if it's a man or a woman or maybe just a light from the window but it came closer to me while I was resting my back on my bed. She was bright white. I was creeped out when I realized that she was looking down, staring at me. Her lips were moving as if she was mumbling something I couldn't hear. I tried to avert her gaze but I couldn't move my eyes nor my body.

I have no choice but to look at that woman. She looks like Mother Mary and that time I thought it was her. Or maybe she's like "The brown lady of Raynham Hall". She was standing beside me and her hands were clasped together like she was praying. I was supposed to be relieved but why do I feel much scared? My panting grew heavier and deeper. My hands were bare cold and sweating.

The scary part of that night was when we both stared at each others eyes and then her eyes became red. I don't know what to do but my eyes began to tear up and it felt like burning. Call it exaggerating but that's really what happened. Then finally, in one blink, the woman disappeared. That was the most grateful blink I've ever had in my life. I tried to sleep again but I failed. I could only cry until morning came.

I talked to my friends about it and they didn't believe it. I didn't tell my family because I thought they would do the same Since that night, I made excuses so that I couldn't sleep on my bed, afraid she would come back. Weeks passed, Mai confessed that she saw the same woman. I didn't utter a word as I listened her story, which was the same as mine. I listened every single detail of the way she described the woman. It was really the same! I finally asked if she saw her at my bed and she nodded as she burst into tears.

We told mom our problems and she didn't fully believed it but she separated our beds. Time passed and that woman didn't came back to us. A month ago when I was sleeping together with my little sister, I suddenly woke up. I wanted to sleep, but couldn't. Minutes later my Mai also woke up when 'coincidentally' we heard a bang on the kitchen and the door swung open. I cried heavily when I saw that woman again. With Mai. But this time she wasn't brightly colored white, she was pitch dark shadowy black. We were both panicking as she came closer to us. She wasn't walking, she was more like floating in the air. Mai held my arms as she shouted and cursed at her.

Our grandparents and siblings woke up because of the noise we made. That woman disappeared when the light of the room turned on. We didn't tell what exactly happened though because all we could do was cry, again.

These days, me and Mai have been dreaming the 'same' thing. Not some happy and nice dream but we called it a nightmare. Because in that nightmare, I could see that woman. Or WE could see her. Coincidence? I think not.

Why would she always appear to us? We do not even know her. But my gut tells me that she knows us way better than ourselves.

Because of that night, sometimes my eyes became itchier and redder. There was one time where my eyes looked like zombie eyes because of how rotten it looks. My vision was blurry and everytime I go for a check up, it disappears.

Like that woman on my bed. They COME and GO. And I hope one day they would go away and never came back.