That was probably when I was in the 4th grade of elementary school.
At that time, my father was not at home, so my mother, my five-year-old brother, and I would always sleep in one room in the living room.
That day, as usual, I was sleeping in the bedroom.
But then, in the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up with a sudden need to go to the bathroom, and I headed there. But that day, something strangely frightening came over me.
Even though it was 21 years ago, I still get goosebumps when I think about it.
Anyway, the bathroom in the living room is just a straight line from the bedroom, so I headed there.
So I reached the bathroom entrance, but I felt something black in front of me. I couldn't go any further.
The size was small, about the height of a 5-6 year old child.
Did I say that I couldn't even make a sound because I was so scared? I think I just stared at the figure, my strength gone, without even the strength to scream.
The figure was completely black, just like the criminal from Detective Conan.
It was so scary and creepy that I immediately assumed it was my little brother.
I know it's definitely not true, but I don't know why. I just thought it was my little brother, and I barely managed to get my mouth to open.
When I asked, "Why are you here?"
I started laughing so hard, it was creepy. Of course, I couldn't hear anything.
He smiled with his eyes and mouth shaped like white crescent moons. He was all black, but his eyes and mouth were shaped like white crescent moons, and he was grinning... It was so goosebumps-inducing that I thought my heart would stop.
After that, I couldn't think about going to the bathroom anymore and went back to the bedroom.
Open the door and tell your mom
"Mom, my little brother..." I said....and my little brother fainted when he saw me sleeping in my mother's arms.
Of course, my mother woke me up in surprise in the morning and I told her what happened yesterday, but of course she didn't believe me.
I thought maybe I was seeing things wrong, but then I saw the ghost again.
That day was like this
It was when my parents and younger sibling all went down to the country house and I fell asleep alone.
I think it was around the 5th grade of elementary school...
Even when I didn't have a computer or cable, I would fall asleep alone in the living room under a blanket after the regular broadcast ended around 11 o'clock.
Then I felt a chill and woke up for a moment...
Someone was sitting on the sofa, staring straight ahead. It was, of course, a pitch-black figure, and he looked to be about five or six years old.
I opened my eyes, wondering if he was half-asleep, and stared at the figure... Suddenly, he was looking straight ahead, then lowered his head slightly at a 45-degree angle and looked at me.
And just like that time, its eyes and mouth changed into a white crescent moon shape and it smiled at me.
I was so shocked and scared that I closed my eyes and I don't remember anything after that...
Even as I write this, I'm still getting goosebumps...
I sometimes wonder if that ghost is still attached to me, and sometimes I wonder if it came to me because I was telling it its story.