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When I was attending a regional university, there was a part-time job where I could earn 15,000 yen for working overnight on weekends. The job involved being on duty at a small, rural private hospital and assisting/caring for inpatients (which was possible without a license at the time). All the inpatients were long-term residents, and they were all elderly. Because of this, I became quite familiar with the nurses and the patients. The hospital was about the size of a large detached house. The second floor housed long-term patients, and the first floor had rooms for about three long-term patients and a room for emergency admissions. The emergency room rarely had anyone admitted, and when someone was brought in, they most often passed away in that room. It was during my second year of working there that an emergency patient was finally brought in one night. I was anxiously watching to see what would happen, and the patient passed away late that night. It was a Saturday night. The next morning, Sunday, when I went to assist the long-term patients with their morning face-washing, most of them said, "I saw a girl in a red kimono," and "I saw her too. She was wandering around the beds late at night." There were no patients with dementia or hallucinations. Yet, everyone said the same thing in unison. (To be continued)

This story takes place when I was a high school student. My mother used to work late shifts at a restaurant, often coming home after midnight. Around that time, she'd often crawl into my futon because she was too tired to set up her own. One night, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. I could sense my mother's presence behind me. 'Is she asleep?' I thought, and when I looked towards her, I gasped. Beside my mother, a pitch-black, shadow-like humanoid figure was kneeling and looking down at her. I frantically pulled the covers over my head. My mind was in chaos, unable to process what I had just seen. What scared me the most was the possibility of it coming between my mother and me, so I snuggled up as close to her as possible. I must have fallen asleep while thinking things like 'Please go away' and 'Don't come any closer,' because morning had arrived. In the morning, when I recalled the event, for some reason, the image of an apron remained in my mind. I grumbled to my mother about not bringing strange people home, but that was that. A few days later, on a rainy day, I asked my parents to pick me up from school as I commuted by bicycle. Usually, my mother picks me up, but for some reason, my father showed up. 'What's up, Mom? This is unusual,' I said. 'I'm going to a funeral,' my father replied. Apparently, an elderly woman who lived nearby had an accident while warming herself by a fire on a riverbank, and the flames had spread to her. It turned out to be the grandmother who wore an apron every day.

Just as I was getting used to my night shifts as a new employee, able to sleep from daytime into the evening. I suddenly woke up in the evening, but my body wouldn't move. I turned on the room light and saw my brother playing a game by the wall. I tried to call out, but no sound came out. Ah, I realized this must be sleep paralysis. Then I felt a pressure just below my chest, slightly above my lower abdomen. Hesitantly, I looked and saw a woman standing there, though I couldn't see her face. 'Whoa, seriously, stop it!' I thought, but since I couldn't speak, it ended with just thinking. Strangely, I wasn't scared. Trying to distract myself, I focused my attention on my brother, who was still playing his game. Maybe he got bored, because he started playing with the light's extension cord like a pendulum. Meanwhile, I was in no position for that... Then I noticed the positions: where I was sleeping, where the light was, and where my brother was. The cord, swinging like a pendulum, was passing right through the woman standing above me. I felt a mix of 'Was it really a ghost?' and 'The pendulum going through her is like a gag,' leaving me confused about how to react. Perhaps the woman couldn't stand it anymore, as she turned towards my brother and said, "Noisy!" My brother, surprised that I could suddenly speak, didn't react, but after a moment, he left the room. I thought, 'Why didn't you help me?' but there was nothing I could do.

The housing complex where I lived as a child was a 5-story building with no elevator, and two rooms faced each other across the stairs. Due to the room structure, one of the inner rooms was adjacent to one of the rooms in the opposite apartment, separated by a single wall. After starting elementary school, that innermost room… the one adjacent to the opposite apartment's room by a single wall, became my children's room. At that time, a refined elderly couple lived in the apartment across the way. The husband worked and was out during the day. The wife seemed to spend her days alone. One day, I noticed something strange. On the wall adjacent to one of the rooms in the opposite apartment, a faint face, like the 'Greys' I'd seen on TV, was appearing. At first, I thought I was imagining it. But as the days went by, it became clearer and clearer. It looked like a human face. When I told my mom, 'There's something like a face on the wall,' She came to look, saying 'Let me see?' but just laughed it off, saying it was my imagination. She also told me not to worry about it. A few days later, my mom said, 'The face on the wall is gone now, isn't it?' When I looked, it was indeed gone. When I asked why, my mom just smiled. To be continued

This is a story about a nightmare I had last night. Maybe because I was suffering from a headache, I had a gruesome dream... The content was that in a game, after being hit in the head by an enemy with something (I don't remember), I cut off the back of my own head like in the image, then cut my neck and died. But what happened in the game was actually happening to me. My neck wasn't cut, but the back of my head was. Normally, your brain would be cut too and you'd die, but in the dream, my brain was smaller and located in the front, so I was alive... Furthermore, when I looked in the mirror, my cheekbones were protruding on one side, and I wondered if this was also an effect of cutting the back of my head. When I touched the cut part, I could even feel the texture of a skull. There was also a stinging pain where it was cut. So, in the dream, I thought that in this state, I couldn't even sleep, so I had no choice but to cut my neck and die, just like in the game... Then I woke up. I woke up in the middle of the night, so I went back to sleep feeling anxious that I might have the same dream again. I apologize if this is written strangely. I don't have a good vocabulary to begin with, and it was a weird dream, so I couldn't express it well...

I've been tripping more often in the hallway leading to my front door. It's not like there are things lying around, but my foot catches on something and I stumble. Even if I walk slowly, or try skipping, some days I just trip. It feels like kicking something a bit firm, and it's annoying that sometimes my toes hurt. I tend to be a bit of an idiot and live on impulse, so I wondered what would happen if I tried moonwalking backwards. So, with my partner watching, I decided to give it a try. As a result, I fell over while letting out a strange scream. Rather than 'falling,' it felt like something hit my heel and I sort of rode up onto it, landing on my butt. As I put my butt and hands down on the hallway floor, I think I saw what looked like a man's head and chest area hit the floor. I think I kicked him right in the face with my heel. The moment I saw it, I was so startled and scared that I let out a high-pitched scream I'd never made before, which also startled my partner. I don't know what his face looked like. I only saw it for a split second as I was falling. I thought it was probably a man, but it could have been a woman. Besides, there was nothing there, so there's a chance I mistook it for a person out of fear, and honestly, I hope that's the case. By the way, my throat was hoarse for a while afterwards.

Please listen to the story of a strange dream I had. I was attacked by a man in a cabin. He had an uncle-like face, and I was about middle school age. The next day after having that dream, I watched the news. An uncle (man) who attacked a girl around my age had been caught. I felt a little scared, and when I looked at his face, it was the same face as the uncle (man) from my dream.

This happened a little while ago. I was lying in bed when I felt a presence climbing the stairs, even though I couldn't hear any footsteps. The door didn't open, but whatever it was, it got on top of me. I couldn't move. Yes. I was sleep-paralyzed. After a few minutes, the presence disappeared, and I could move again. I was so scared I couldn't sleep that night.

I love horror and the occult, but nothing like that has ever happened to me, so this is a story I heard... When I was about the same age as an elementary schooler, my sister and I were sleeping in our second-floor room at night when we heard a "tap, tap" sound from outside. It sounded like someone was throwing small pebbles at the window. I woke up at that point and thought, "What is that...?" but by the time I realized it, there was a presence of "something" already in the room. "Something" was circling around us while we were lying there. I couldn't open my eyes, but I could feel its presence. My sister seemed to have noticed it too, and we were both terrified. Then, before we knew it, morning came... and "something" was gone... It might be a common story, but I was so excited because someone close to me had this experience! lol By the way, this only happened once. Thanks for listening.

When I was in elementary school, I fell about 5m from my back. The backpack acted as a cushion, and I only got a scrape on my ankle.