For a long time, I kept quiet about what was happening to me. I feared being labeled mad, cursed, or attention-seeking. During the day, my life looked normal.
I went to work, spoke with people, laughed when necessary. But every night, the moment darkness settled, my world changed. Sleep no longer brought rest. It brought fear.
I began seeing things that had no place among the living—faces I recognized too well, voices I had buried years ago, and snakes that slithered in places where no creature should exist.
It started subtly. I would wake up at exactly 3:00 a.m., my heart racing for no clear reason. At first, I thought it was stress.
Then I started seeing my late grandmother standing quietly at the corner of my room, staring at me without speaking. I would blink, sit up, even turn on the lights—but the image stayed.
Other nights, it was my uncle, who had died suddenly years back, calling my name in a familiar voice. I was terrified, yet unable to scream. When morning came, everything disappeared, leaving me exhausted and confused.…CONTINUE READING
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