It was a regular night. Yeah, yeah I know I know...this is EXACTLY how most of these stories start. Well, this one is no different. Some of you won't believe this story. You will think I made this up or was under the sway of one too many whiskey sours. But that was not the case at all. Alright so where was I? Oh yes, I remember...
It was a regular night. Nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, I got off work, let myself into my apartment - no problem. Went around doing all of the things you might do when you get home...locked my door...took a shower...got food ready for dinner...watched some tv...checked the locks again...grabbed a book planning to read a little. For some reason, I just could not fall asleep...book didn't hold my attention so I ended up laying in bed curled on my side waiting for sleep to claim me.
I'm laying on my side facing window, my back to the bedroom door. Suddenly, I felt movement on the bed behind me. Now I'm alone so "who the hell or what the hell" is all I was thinking. I was frozen but my mind was racing. I thought "Oh God!! someone broke into my house and is going to attack me or worse!"
I said to myself "you have to see who this is in case you survive... you have to be able to identify this asshole!!" So I rolled over looked behind me and NOTHING! There was no one there but there was an imprint, a depression where someone had been sitting on my bed! Now I'm freaking out almost hyperventilating and then I look at the foot of my bed. There hovering was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!!
She was dressed in this ethereal shade of white. Her dress was flowing so softly around her. It was beautiful. I sat up straight and stared into crystal blue eyes. She had this bright golden hair that was curled tightly into these super springy, bouncy Shirley Temple Curls...and she smiled at me...the most beatific smile ever. Now I'm thinking RUN RUN RUN RUN!!! ...but my body wont cooperate. I'm frozen, begging my body to please let me move. Screaming but not making a sound. Tears streaming down my face.
I stare into those crystalline blue eyes in panic...panic that she clearly reads because almost in slow motion, she reaches out, places her baby-soft glowing white hand on my legs, nods her head slowly, and then she's gone.
Once she leaves, my body returns to my control! I wasted no time...I jumped up grabbed, my keys and wallet ran to my car (in my PJs) and drove to my grandparents house (the closest and what felt the safest tbh). I let myself into their house in the wee hours of the morning...curled up on the couch and went to sleep all the while, praying it was over.
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