Your True Tales
June 2008 - Page 12
Chanting Reaper
by Todd L.
As I begin to write this, I feel very uneasy. I have told very few people of these incidents and am skeptical of the response I'm going to get. You don't have to believe me, just read. These experiences have changed my life and I would never wish them even on my worst enemy. I logically sometimes think in my head that ghosts aren't real, but these experiences I've had always make me think the exact opposite. How are ghosts not real if I've seen them (or something of the sort; I'm not exactly sure what they were). First and foremost, I'm 17, and haven't had one of these experiences in a long time (thank God). And at the time of the first incident, I was very young (4-7 years of age; I can't really remember the exact age). The funny thing about the experiences is that they all happened in the middle of the night, and were all absolutely terrifying. I've looked them up countless number of times and have found out I'm not alone. Other people have experienced these things, too. That makes me feel really good because for the longest time I thought I was the only one.
Alright, here it goes: When I was around the age of 7, I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. The night seemed like any other night from what I remember. Nothing seemed unusual. In fact, I wasn't even scared to get up in the dark. Upon finishing nature's call, I turned off the bathroom light and and walked into my room (which is right next to the bathroom), but as I walked into the room I saw what appeared to be a hooded figure in the corner, and the only reason I saw it amidst the darkness was because there was a faint glow of light coming through the windows from the outside (it had to have been streetlights, or the moonlight). Tricking myself into thinking it was only my window curtain, I walked toward my bed and laid down. While I lay there, I heard something, almost like a chant, coming from the corner where I saw that thing. When I looked up, I saw it. It was a cloaked figure (almost resembling a Christian monk, or the Grim Reaper) coming toward me, chanting. Now, don't ask me what it was saying because I couldn't understand it; it was speaking in tongues. At this point I was panicking. I was so scared. I covered up under my blankets the best I could and tried to ignore it, but I left my foot sticking out at the bottom.
Now, this is the one thing I absolutely remember it did. While my foot was sticking out, it said aloud, "I will grab your foot, Todd." Quickly, I yanked my foot under my blanket and started to scream. During this time, I felt as if I was screaming for an eternity, and I had a feeling of doom (from what I remember). Just then my mom burst in the door and flicked on the lights, and as she did I was looking at the creature. As soon as she turned on the lights, it vanished with the darkness.
The second experience happened just as strangely as the first. I can't remember how old I was but I was staying at my Grandma's and, once again, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. After going, I turned off the light and stared into the living room (where I was sleeping). When I did, I saw an old woman in a blue robe, back to me with her head down. At first I thought it was my grandma and I said aloud, "Grandma?" Just then, it turned around and it had these eyes that are beyond description. They glowed and were... beyond words. I do remember seeing the color red for some reason, though. I don't know why. After seeing that it was an entity, I gasped and flicked on the light and it vanished. And after words, I went to check on my grandma. She was in bed asleep.
And for the last experience, I was watching a movie in the living room and my brother had fallen asleep in my room. I let him sleep in there and finished watching my movie. As I walked toward my room to get him, I was looking down at the floor (I was tired). Upon entering my room, I looked up and saw the same hooded creature standing right in front of me. And when I turned to my left, I saw about five of them standing around my bed where my brother slept. Out of instinct, I booked. But when I entered the dining room, I thought to myself, "This is my brother!" I turned around and went back... and they were gone. I picked him up and left.
These are my experiences and they are all 100% true, to the best of my remembrance. I don't know what I'm going to gain posting this, but I hope people will be respectful. These are very real and very terrifying.
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