My parents are originally from Vietnam (I was born in Australia) and our family often make trips over there, this experience happened in the village of Can To where my great aunty lives. Her house was situated beside the riverbank and can get very cold at night.
The living room where we spend most of our time, is situated at the back of the house but you could still see the front door. Now, in Vietnam like I’m sure in most developing countries the front door is left open all day during daylight ours and is only closed during the night.
In our culture we usually pray and burn incense on the day that a family member has passed. On that day my parents and siblings (older sis younger bro) went to my great uncles grave to pray because it was his anniversary. I chose to stay at home because I was sick and it was 42C outside. My great aunt and I were sitting in the lounge room watching TV. She was falling asleep when all of a sudden she sat upright. I noticed this and asked what was wrong, she told me she had seen someone walk through the front door and upstairs (the stairs are also situated at the front). Now you must understand my aunt was 89 at the time so I didn’t take her serious, I thought she must have dreamt this and resumed watching TV.
That night me and my siblings shared a room upstairs and I found it very hard to fall asleep and every time I did I would wake up straight away. So on like the 4th time I woke up I decided to go outside for a cigarette. When I was done I walked through the front door to see a little girl run up the last couple of steps of the stairs. Although this girl was clear as day I told myself that I must have still been stoned from the day before and went back to bed.
When I got up the stairs there were a pair of wet footprints outside the room I had been sleeping in. (there was only the one pair of prints not footprints leading to and from the room). In the morning my sis told me that everytime she had fallen asleep she would dream of a little girl opening the bedroom door and just standing there until my sis would be too scared and wake up. We told my aunts neighbour that afternoon and she told us that the owners of the farm across the riverbed lost their little girl when flash flooding occurred a few years back. This is probably the only experience that I have had that I truly believe was paranormal.
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