Contest- Do you remember what horrifying incidents you faced growing up?

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In a place called Nari, lived with a family of five, and that is my family. I lived with my father, mother, and siblings, but one horrifying incident happened one night in the house, although my dad traveled and it was just my siblings, mom, and me.

"Mummy, I hear noise," but my mom would not believe me; she thought I was exaggerating.

"Baby girl, you need to go to bed; you have classes tomorrow; and also make sure your siblings are in bed with you too. Just close your eyes, say your bedtime prayers, and sleep." My mom said...

I entered my room, but it was dark. Although I love dark places, tonight was exceptional because the noise didn't stop. I ran to my mom again. "Mummy, it's the noise again; this time it's very loud." My mom, who was still in the kitchen, told me to go into my bedroom and lock the door.

But how could I lock the door when it would be just me inside the room? I went to my brothers room to check on them, but I found one of them sleeping already.

This time, I was more scared. I ran to my mom the third time, screaming, "Mummy, mummy, they have carried Richie." My mom rushed out and asked who? I said, "The people are making the noise. Mummy, I'm scared."

"This is the last time I'm going to tell you to go and sleep. See, we all hear things when we're kids, so it's just your imagination; just go to bed, please, said my mom.

I was surprised at my mom. "Mummy, even you?" Yes, I heard so much noise when I was a kid, but when I passed the kid age, it stopped, and that is why you must go to bed and sleep peacefully. Ok"

I walked into my room without saying a word as I locked my door behind me.

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I climbed into bed and covered my duvet. I said my prayers as mom instructed, and I closed my eyes to sleep.

The noise came heavily and with footsteps this time, so I refused to open my eyes. I closed them so tight, but it was now so close that I had to open my eyes.

"Mummy! Mummy!! Mummy!!! They are here to take me too!" I screamed.

My mom entered my room and immediately turned on the light to know why I was screaming—it was my brother that I thought they carried.

"Richie! Did they send you to come bring me?" I asked, and my brother was quiet because he was caught by my mom.

Richie, what happened? Why are you the ghost?

Richie could not speak because he was scared of my mother.

It was a terrifying night for me, but knowing it was my brother was funny. I couldn't imagine he got me so scared 😱 .

This incident took place at my home when I was still a kid. The next day, I shared the story with my second brother, who didn't witness it.