Ghosts/haunting - Supernatural writing contest (SWC)

This story is based on my own personal experience. Very few people are those who have gone through these experiences that leave a mark deep in memory. It happened at the young age of only 9 years old; At that time I was living in a small town called Santa Barbara, Monagas State, Venezuela.

A summer day in the middle of August if I remember correctly, I was visiting my great-grandmother's house, a lady with long dark hair, dark complexion, who liked to sit outside to weave and make Crafts ; the house was humble with three rooms but well accommodated, that afternoon as usual, I was playing nearby with a spin (handmade toy) when at the moment a man appears an Indian from a nearby town who came walking from very far approaching and she calls my great-grandmother asking for a glass of water, with which she replied that she did not have to give it to her. The man, having heard this, went away very annoyed, wishing him all the possible evil; It should be noted that in that town there were beliefs that in nearby areas black magic was practiced or called witchcraft.

A week after that encounter, my great-grandmother Carmen, 78 years old, became ill in a really sudden way, was suffering from an intense and deep pain in the stomach and losing weight, day by day her condition got so bad that it got to the point that She recognized herself as she became thinner and each time she looked thinner but her stomach was growing as if she were pregnant, struggling with that discomfort one morning she could not take it anymore and fell into bed saying her last words. That same night when he died, the wake was prepared for prayers to help the spirit find its way according to belief.

The family was arriving one by one the uncles, cousins, brothers and other relatives came to give their last goodbye meeting in that house preparing food for people between cries and laments gave their last goodbye to the body without life that was in the room, with the passing of the hours and the nightfall in an unexpected way and until today incredible black birds entered the room where that body was found, suddenly some of the relatives ran away in terror while one of the uncles He entered with some palm branches and began to pray and pray prayers chasing away those birds. Once that experience was over, they came to talk about what had happened, shocked by the event outside of the ordinary, many went home and few of us stayed to continue with the ritual of the prayers.

The atmosphere in that house became heavy, as every child was afraid of being alone in a house where a person had died, soon after dark I was in one of the three rooms of that house with one of my brothers and sisters. Parents stayed in the next room. Time passed and I had insomnia problems that did not let me fall asleep, what I remember from that moment is that I got up towards the corridor to look for a glass of water, in that instant a great chill invaded my body felt as if someone I was watching myself up close take the glass of water and I went back down the hall to try to sleep, in the room there were what are known as hammocks that are nothing but looms woven of various colors with ropes from both ends to tie up both sides and be able to rest on them.

The wall clock marked almost half a night approximately if I remember correctly, when suddenly looking back I could not believe what my eyes saw that was a silhouette of a woman floating in the air, scared I ran quickly to the room but that figure followed me I went to the bedroom, where I entered and started calling my brother to wake up and see that woman. But he did not wake up he was still in a deep sleep as if he did not feel anything, in that moment I see the spirit up close, I could not believe it was my great-grandmother who called me extending his hand approached and approached, I was paralyzed I did not know What to do and I began to cry of fear, step under the hammock and was approached very slowly with the outstretched arm wanting to take me with her, she pounced on me almost holding on to my leg, at that moment I let out a terrified scream call my parents asking for help before that inexplicable event.

From there I do not remember anything else that happened that night, the next morning I got up and was in the room of my parents who were with a bible reciting prayers strongly throughout the house, at that moment when removing the sheets I noticed that I had a bruise on my ankle, I got up and went to see what my parents said about it, I could not believe it was a dream or reality what had happened, because when I asked my parents how I had arrived in their room they confirmed that They had been woken up in the early morning hours by screams coming from my room and when they came to look for me I was like in shock, from that moment in the morning we started back home not to return.