My Living Nightmare (standard:horror, 1257 words)
Author: Kayla Belle	Added: Jun 24 2005	Views/Reads: 3684/2325	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is a true account of the events that happened to me on the night my friend commited suicide.

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and heard me get up so she was calling for my help. Well, I opened the 
door that led to the basement and got the shock of my life. Suspended 
in the air midway between the bottom of the steps and the basement door 
was an opaque figure of Mindy hanging by a rope. My whole body quivered 
with fear, as I stood frozen by the image in front of me. After what 
felt like an eternity but in reality was only seconds, the glowing 
figure hanging in my basement opened her eyes and looked at me and 
screamed the most blood curdling scream I have ever heard in my life. 
The next thing I know, my mom and dad were standing over me in the 
hospital. Apparently the apparition had scared me so severely I had 
passed out in the kitchen floor and hit my head on the edge of the 
counter giving me a small concussion. I had to have 15 stitches. My mom 
came in to my hospital room and asked me what the heck I was doing to 
have passed out. I told her about what I had saw and her eyes filled up 
with tears. She had told me that Mindy's mom had found her dead that 
morning, hanging from the rafters of their unfinished basement. 

After I left the hospital, I couldn't sleep for 7 months after that. I
would wake up screaming, tormented by the ghostly images of Mindy 
hanging. It's taken me a very long time to even have the courage to 
write this, but I've come at peace with Mindy. Deep down I think she 
just wanted to show me what she had seen with Sarah. I just think she 
didn't want me to think she was crazy. She just wanted me to know that 
she couldn't live with her images anymore. It's taken me several 
bottles of Zoloft, Prozac, Zanex, and Valium to get over my ordeal but 
I think I understand why she showed me. I just pray I never ever have 
to see anything like that again. 


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