I was at the hospital when I bumped into my grandma in the elevator. I asked her why she was there alone and where she was going, but she just smiled. We walked to her hospital room together. When I opened the door, I saw my parents crying. My grandma had already passed away. At that moment, I didn't know how to feel. It was a mix of sadness and fear.
One night, I woke up to go to the bathroom. When I sat up, I saw a figure standing at the end of my sister's bed. My first thought was that I was seeing things - that there was crap in my eyes, or it was all in my head. I calmly closed my eyes and rubbed them, thinking, I'll open my eyes and look up, and whatever I thought I saw will be gone. So, I finished rubbing my eyes...and there it was, still there.
During high school, I spent summer vacation with my best friend and his grandparents, who live in the countryside in Japan. I always felt uneasy about that small closet space. Something about it just felt darker than the rest of the room. Toward the end of the second week, I woke up, and that small door was open. It was unsettling, but I closed it, thinking it might have come loose.
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