My name is Bianca and I wanted to tell you my story that happened one year ago. We all believed that ghosts only appear in exactly 12 in the midnight but it is not, it happens during 3 am in the morning. When I was in the 8th grade, we always had shifting in our school and I belong to the afternoon shift. Every morning I woke up early to send my siblings and cousin to school and go to school in the afternoon. Our time going out in school is 6:30 in the evening so we always go home exhausted because of the activities in school. It was around 9 pm in the evening while we were watching TV and my eyes would slowly close because of exhaustion. Well I couldn’t handle myself from being sleepy, “Goodnight guys, I have to go to bed, we have our activity tomorrow and I need to prepare for it”. Then I went to bed that time; before going to bed, I prayed first and went fast asleep. In my very deep sleep, I dreamed of a dead girl crying and crying to ask for my help, she has this gray oversized shirt and her eyes were all white. Suddenly, I woke up from this weirdest and had this weird headache, as I was rubbing my head, in front of me was my grandparent’s television but I saw something in the reflection of it, I saw this girl just like in my dream and she cries. My heart beats fast that moment, she saw me looking at her in the reflection and start walking towards me slowly. My instincts keep telling me to lean that maybe she would run and jump at me, so I had no choice but then I leaned but she was gone. I fastly picked up my phone to watch for the time, but then it was 3:25 in the morning, the lights from our neighbors are out and it was very dark. I went to the bed and cover the pillow in my face and went fast asleep. In the morning, I felt not remembering anything yet but I remembered what happened at 3:25 am. I approached my mom and tell her what happened. “What’s wrong my dear? Why do you look so sad or something?” she asked. “Mom, there was this dead girl in my dream and I saw her last night! I don’t know but she is crying and she needs my help and when I leaned, she was lost!”. My mom gasped and couldn’t believe what really happened and told my grandma about something in their room. My grandma also told me that my grandfather would see some shadows in their room when they would go to sleep but he didn’t mind them. That is why from now on, I would never sleep early because of what happened.
Author: Sharrissa Bianca Garcia