The Banshee
by Loreli
(This is a real true story that happened to me.)
I was sitting in my bed and my dog Friday was sleeping beside me. I used my hand to sweep over his fur or hair and cold air was breathing on my neck. I turn quickly moving my hand from Friday’s soft and now smooth fur.
I saw a crow sitting on my window sill, in my head a voice called “my dear girl, give in."
I realized it was getting very cold. I then fluffed my pillow and lay my small head on the fluffy pillow.
I tried to push the fear from my body and I tried to think about how on Friday I found Friday and how he was so fragile and frail back then.
I felt the cold air on my neck again and looked behind me to see the crow glaring at me with fierce eyes. I was scared and I closed my eyes.
I drifted to sleep but somehow I still felt cold. I dreamed about how my biological mom would play with me before she died. Then the dream turned black and red.
I saw a beautiful woman stare at me with caring eyes - I knew it wasn’t my step mom or my bio mom. She had bleach blonde hair and gray hair and a long gray and pale robe that touched her feet.
Suddenly the image faded to see the same woman but with foggy gray eyes and long scary nails. Lots of crows gathered around her like a fence. The woman then screeched a super loud screech.
I blacked out and awoke. I hugged Friday for comfort but I no longer heard his raspy breath. I felt his paw for his pulse but none was there
I turned around to the window sill, not only was the crow gone but so was Friday. I wept and the next day my family had funeral for my beautiful brave Friday.
I searched online about the women and it lead to me learning about the Banshee. I believed I saw her and I don’t hate her for what she did. I was sad but it was a part of who she was so, I didn’t hate her like everyone else.
A few years later I saw her again, my great grandmother died that year/day.