/lit/ - Literature

>>13066224
>when neither have a history of mental illness
I wouldn‘t put my name under that...
also, you clearly never been in labour. People could tell you whatever and you‘d believe it happened.
My sister and i have a similar story, although i still don‘t know exactly what that was about. It probably belongs to /x/.
>i was about 8, sister 6
>we share a bedroom with a bunkbed
>mom and dad sometimes visit the neighbors for shits and giggles when we‘re already in bed
>tell us they‘ll be next door before we go to bed
>go to bed, fall asleep
>wake up and see a man standing in the middle of the room
>wave it off, telling myself it‘s probably just some blanket or something that looks creepy in the dark
>stare at it
>it moves
>it is wearing a hat
>it has red glowing eyes
>close my eyes and tell myself i‘m dreaming
>ope eyes, it‘s still there
>tell myself it‘s just dad checking if we‘re already sleeping
>dad doesn‘t own a hat like that and he surely also doesn‘t have red eyes, plus he would talk to me to sooth me if he noticed i wasn‘t asleep yet
>try my best to not close my eyes and not fall asleep
>fall asleep anyways because i‘m just a kid
>next day i wake up and wave it off as a night mare
>about 10 years later, sister and i talk about creepy stuff we experienced
>tell her about dark man with red eyes and hat
>she stares at me like i‘m mad
>tells me she saw that man too
>mfw

Idk, we probably just heard too many stories about lucifer