I can see ghosts and sprits sometimes. People will never believe me, but if they were me, they would. There’s a particular figure I see more often, the bathroom lady. She’s a pretty stereotypical Japanese horror movie ghost. White skin and dress, black hair and all. Horror fans, you guys can criticize her boring appearance all you want but if you were to see her in real life, you will nearly s*** your pants much like I did the first time. She terrifies me. It doesn’t help that she always shows up in the bathroom (thus the name), when I’m most vulnerable aka naked or got my junk out. At least I don’t have any worries when it comes to p****** myself since my location is already appropriate.
The bathroom lady have always followed me since middle school. Up until during high school when I stayed in Japan, she followed. It is unsettling, but I slowly got used to her overtime.
One night I met her in a way I never did before. In a dream. It was an acid trip to say the least. She stared at me showering but I didn’t feel scared. When I was drying myself, her face was already inches away from me, meaning she slowly crept closer as I was showering.
I was creeped the hell out. But in the dream, I wasn’t. Instead, I cupped her cheeks and kissed her nose. She held my hands and suddenly her face changed into a European woman with ginger wavy hair and green eyes. She apologized and I was crying. We kept saying how we missed each other. I don’t know why.
I kept asking her “when can I join you?” but her answer was always “it is not your time yet”. Her face then melts along with her body, I sobbed so hard. I woke up still crying with my eyes feeling very heavy.
I still haven’t deciphered what the dream meant. Did the bathroom lady used to be another lady who died unceremoniously? Or got cursed and got her current appearance now? I still don’t know.
What I know for sure, the dream was bizarre and I hope I’ll figure it out at some point. Thanks for reading this story of mine lol.