The December of my junior year, I had stayed up late last night to write a paragraph for a class. It was around 2 AM, and I had been struggling to write and analyze. Loud electronic music was playing from my laptop, so I could try to motivate myself to finish the assignment. However, the thought of sleep started to enter my mind. My typing became jumbled and broken up, with sentences refusing to make sense grammatically and structurally. I began to lay back against my bed from where I was writing.
All of a sudden, I heard loud screaming - almost whimpering like - come outside of my window. It sounded like a woman’s voice but in grave pain, as it appeared to be gentle yet seemed loud and consuming. The whimper started slow and as it started to go faster, it became sharper. It grew louder and louder, almost as if it was unable to control itself. The tree directly outside of my left window cast a dark circular shadow, and it was nearly covering the right branch of the tree I was seeing. I turned to the left side of where I was so I could block out this image from my mind.
As my mind began to process this, I became scared. How could something like this happen? This was quite uncommon in the neighborhood that I lived in.
The tree started to shake, its leaves frantically falling from its branches. What was going on? I had thought to myself, but then I realized that it could’ve been my sleepiness making my mind become delusional. My brain started to race back and forth; I was unable to think logically about what was occurring. I laid up and tried to type into my laptop, however I kept hearing the loud whimpering sounds and wondered if someone was being attacked outside of my window.
During January of that same year, during midnight, I could hear two grown men yell and swear at each other explicitly, and I had laid in my bed, scared and shocked that something to that extent had been happening. However, instead of just yelling, I was afraid that someone was being physically tortured.
I tried to dismiss whatever it was happening, and I ended up closing my laptop and I began to sleep, hoping to forget about this incident. I tried to fall asleep, however I kept turning in my bed. In order to feel calm, I laid up and tried not to think about anything. I ended up falling asleep quickly, and in the morning I continued on with my day, forgetting about this for a moment. However, I could not forget about this for so long.
When someone asked me how I was, I responded by whispering, “I’m good. Fine.” I was unable to think straight after what I had seen last night.
I placed my head on my desk for the majority of my classes that following day. My tiredness and the combination of seeing and hearing something strange had consumed me into unable to say anything clearly.
After school had ended, I had come home and had entered my bedroom to see that there were no shadows. Running out of sleep caused my mind to become delusional, and I felt almost traumatized by it. I did hear a small whistling sound but assumed that was the wind. It could have been the return of the screaming, but it could have been the tricks the wind was playing on my mind. When I went to sleep that night, at around 10pm, I looked back outside of my window and saw that the trees were moving back and forth.
This time, there was no sound or no howling.
All of a sudden, I heard loud screaming - almost whimpering like - come outside of my window. It sounded like a woman’s voice but in grave pain, as it appeared to be gentle yet seemed loud and consuming. The whimper started slow and as it started to go faster, it became sharper. It grew louder and louder, almost as if it was unable to control itself. The tree directly outside of my left window cast a dark circular shadow, and it was nearly covering the right branch of the tree I was seeing. I turned to the left side of where I was so I could block out this image from my mind.
As my mind began to process this, I became scared. How could something like this happen? This was quite uncommon in the neighborhood that I lived in.
The tree started to shake, its leaves frantically falling from its branches. What was going on? I had thought to myself, but then I realized that it could’ve been my sleepiness making my mind become delusional. My brain started to race back and forth; I was unable to think logically about what was occurring. I laid up and tried to type into my laptop, however I kept hearing the loud whimpering sounds and wondered if someone was being attacked outside of my window.
During January of that same year, during midnight, I could hear two grown men yell and swear at each other explicitly, and I had laid in my bed, scared and shocked that something to that extent had been happening. However, instead of just yelling, I was afraid that someone was being physically tortured.
I tried to dismiss whatever it was happening, and I ended up closing my laptop and I began to sleep, hoping to forget about this incident. I tried to fall asleep, however I kept turning in my bed. In order to feel calm, I laid up and tried not to think about anything. I ended up falling asleep quickly, and in the morning I continued on with my day, forgetting about this for a moment. However, I could not forget about this for so long.
When someone asked me how I was, I responded by whispering, “I’m good. Fine.” I was unable to think straight after what I had seen last night.
I placed my head on my desk for the majority of my classes that following day. My tiredness and the combination of seeing and hearing something strange had consumed me into unable to say anything clearly.
After school had ended, I had come home and had entered my bedroom to see that there were no shadows. Running out of sleep caused my mind to become delusional, and I felt almost traumatized by it. I did hear a small whistling sound but assumed that was the wind. It could have been the return of the screaming, but it could have been the tricks the wind was playing on my mind. When I went to sleep that night, at around 10pm, I looked back outside of my window and saw that the trees were moving back and forth.
This time, there was no sound or no howling.