Your True Tales
January 2005 – Page 15

The Pixie's Prediction
by Chaizuka

My story is a very strange one, but completely true. My bedroom has two beds in it. When you walk in the door, mine is on the left. Above my bed is a small, circular window and next to my bed (which is up against a wall) there is another window.

One night, I was in a very deep sleep. All of a sudden I felt something else in my room with me. I sat upright and turned around and faced my circular window. Sitting on its sill was a "thing." It was about as tall as a hand when it stood up had little clawed hands and feet and little fangs. Its head was like a little pixie or something – very hard to describe. It was a mousy-brown gray color and covered in fur. It had beady eyes and sharp fangs. I was terrified. We sat there facing each other for a minute, then it gave the most evil smile I have ever come across in all my 23 years, ran its little claw across my window frame and said in a voice that sounded like it was enjoying something evil, it said, "Twenty-sixth" and then jumped out my open window. When it had jumped out, it had disappeared. I never saw it again and never want to. There is still a scratch on my window frame 2cm long.

The worst part of this story is that my grandma died on the 26th of October. The little thing had said "26th" to me. Was it a prediction or something more?

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