Lady in White
I was very young; I don't really remember how old I was, but I know I was young because my brother was still a baby. We are three and a half years apart, so I guess I was around four. My family, which consisted of my mom, her boyfriend, my baby brother, my grandma and grandpa, and me, lived in a trailer down on the Mississippi gulf coast. During that period of time, I used to leave my bed at night and go to my grandma and grandpa's room to sleep with them.
Well, one night we had a family friend come stay with us and he was sleeping out on the couch in the living room. I woke up and got out of bed to go to my grandparents’ room. When I got out in the hallway, I looked toward the living room, and there was something sitting on the couch. It didn’t look like our family friend; it had horns on its head. It looked like the devil. I ran back, jumped in the bed, and yanked the blanket over my head. I could see the faint light from my nightlight through the blanket, but after a few seconds, the room turned red and my blanket was yanked off me.
Standing over me was a very tall, very pale women with long white hair, wearing a flowing white gown. I was so scared I couldn't even scream. The women stared down at me, a look of pure hatred on her face. She raised one hand, and gripped tightly in that hand was a long knife, like the one Michael Myers uses in Halloween). She brought it up over my body and brought it down into my stomach. I felt the searing pain and let out a strangled gasp, then passed out. When I woke up in the morning, my blanket was at the foot of my bed, but there was no woman. I was so scared I didn’t even bother to sleep in my own bed for a few weeks, I went straight to grandma and grandpa's room. Soon after that, my mom split with her boyfriend and she, my baby brother, and I moved into our own place—but I will never forget that night I was stabbed by the lady in white.
