Here is a weird one my mother just told me.
When I was only five years old, me and my sister (she was seven at the time) would share a room. we had bunk beds, and i insisted on having the top bunk, as most kids that age do. yes i got it.
This is sad. My sister died at this early age, and i never knew why, until now.
I had a dream not long ago of my sister and i in our bunk beds. she kept telling me not to look down to the bottom bunk as i could hear her silently weeping. In the dream i promised not to look, but at the end of the dream i could see her floating towards the celling and beyond the walls. As soon as i awoke i felt i had to call my mom. When i told my mother of the dream she was quiet for a few moments, then she told me the truth about Jane.
She said very distraught over my cellphone too never speak of this horrible night again after i heard it. and i agreed until now.
My mother was awoken by my sister sometime in the middle of the night. she told my mom that she needed to go to the bathroom. so mom got up and took her into the bathhroom. our mom waited outside as the door was cracked open enough for them both to talk and she could see her in the mirror. "NOW" here's the scary part. my sister told my mom to go into our room and please get her slippers, and as mom walked the dark hall towards our bedroom she also heard my sister say "don't cry mommy, i liked the light, and wanted too go!"
My mother says when she turned the light on that she felt her heart drop as she saw her daughter, and my sister floating out of the room. her lifeless body lay limp as blood protruded from her eyes, as if she had saw something...
When mom ran back to the bathroom there was no one there, and the light was off. How it changed my life:I'm spooked out! but just a story. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click hereScroll all the way down to read replies.Show all stories by Author: 64501 ( Click here )
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