The Ghost in the Nightgown: A Mother's Paranormal Nightmares

Welcome to true Scary Story. It has been a lifetime of experiences for Fatima, who shares her journey as she discovers that there's more out there than we know. My name is Edwin, and here is Fatima. It's true scary story. I always felt and sensed and saw things that not a lot of people would see. I came to understand later in life that it actually is something that runs in my family. I have a very religious family. Both sides are Islamic, so in the Islamic faith, there's a thing about gin and my mother would always chalk it up to the devil or the darkness just manifesting into something that is playing tricks on you. So as a child, I would sense things. I often felt dismissed, and I think that at some point I just stopped seeing things. But my real story begins when I was pregnant with my daughter in two thousand and seven, everything just amplified. All of my senses just increased in a way that was overwhelming. I could feel energies around me, I could feel eyes on me at nighttime. I never really talked about it. My husband had no idea at the time, and it was something that I wasn't really familiar with. And then we fast forward a bit and my baby is born. I brought her home and for like a good month, things were quiet, and then all of a sudden, I started seeing shadows and I started seeing orbs out of my peripheral vision. I'm extremely sleep deprived. I'm waking up every hour and a half to two hours to feed my baby, and needless to say, petrified to go to sleep. On one specific afternoon, I decided to take a nap with my daughter at the same time because of these weird feelings I had. I didn't love leaving her in her nursery, so I kept her in the co sleeper that was attached to the side of my bed. I fell asleep with her. I woke up and got up to go to the restroom and walk to my bedroom door. Right there, standing in the bedroom door is a little girl. I would say she's about seven years old. She had a headband on, she had these little baby doll shoes. The minute I saw her, I lost my mind and I rushed over towards the bed so I could be next to my daughter. When I looked at my bed, I was still laying in it. And then the minute I got that realization, it was like I whoosh back into my body. I get up out of the bed and walk towards the door, and I don't see her there, and I feel obviously a sense of relief. I could chalk this up to sleep deprivation, nightmare, whatever. And I walked through my door, and the minute I walked through the door, all of my hairs, like on the back of my neck, my scalp, my whole body is in full blown goose bumps. Whoever that was is here, I can feel her. I came to realize later on that that was astral projection, So I guess I was seeing this child on the astral plane, but at the time I had no idea what that meant. My family is very religiously complexed, and it was complicated. I didn't even know really who to pray to. One night, I did put her in her crib in her room, and we had the monitor, but they're not the video monitors, it's the audio only. So that night I went to bed with no real issue. All of a sudden I started to feel a ruffling at my feet, and it was still partially asleep, but aware that it was happening. It felt like a ferval, almost like I had a pet, but I did not have a pet at the time. Just running through my feet, I started to come out of sleep. On the voice monitor, I hear an inaudible female child speaking from my daughter's room. Of course, I sprang out of bed at that moment, and I'm like, crap, she's here, and I run into my daughter's room. And as I'm running to her room, my daughter starts screaming. So it prompted me to think that she definitely sensed that girl was there. I go in her room, I take her out of her crib. It's probably about two thirty in the morning at this point, and I'm like, breathe in, breathe out. Everything is fine, you know, justifying it away like it's a nightmare. You're tired, you've been through a lot, just like sit in the rocking chair and I'm rocking her and I'm feeding her, and I'm just like starting to calm myself down a little bit. And then I see it's like a dirty blue colored circular orb at the other side of the room. In my mind, so I'm not seeing this with my eyes. I'm seeing the image of that child. All of the hair stand up in my body and I start to feel like a cold draft just starting to come over me. So I take my baby out of the room and I go in the bedroom. It was like, that's it, I'm not putting her in that room, and we fall asleep. I still struggle when I speak about this story because it freaks me out so much. I kept it in for a while, and those are the two times I actually saw her, but I sense her often, and it just got to a point where I was like, I need to talk to someone about this and hopeful that they won't think i'm not. So the choice of people was a friend of mine that I used to work with. I called her and blubbered to her just all of my experiences and dusting it with like I know you think I'm crazy, but this is what's happening. And she told me that she knew of a medium that was actually someone that she worked with at one point in time. So she gave me her number and I didn't even skip a beat. I called her right away and asked if we could meet. We met at a local place near my apartment where I lived, and she kind of asked me not to give her details because she wanted to have a queen reading. When she got there, you know, she kind of knew I was in a state of distress. She finally came to the apartment with me shortly after, and she entered through everywhere. In the minute she got to my room, she told me, I since a little girl here, and she has been with you for a very long time, and she feels like she's got a bit of envy because you have this child that you're focusing all of your attention on. My entire life. I never recalled ever seeing a little girl, but I always felt like, even when I was alone, that I was actually not alone. She did a lot of stage. She did some banishing type things like brought in the white light and you know, demanded that the child leave. And after that it started to calm down, like I didn't really feel her presence anymore. But it was definitely the entryway into other visitations. The entity of a little girl was only the start. Fatima is about to meet what she refers to as the woman. Her story continues, stay with us. We've rented since we had our children, and I'm currently living in the fourth place. That we've rented. The one common theme is this woman. I was sleeping and I started to come out of a state of sleep. I saw this woman standing at the foot of my bed. She was wearing a white nightgown, but her hair, for me, was completely covering her face, so I couldn't see her face. I tried to move, tried to scream, and I couldn't. And I came to realize later this was sleep paralysis. She was standing there. She feels threatening, desperate, she feels sinister, and she is not a comfortable energy to be around. The next morning, I wake up finally, I guess I went to sleep, and I go into the kitchen and I'm starting to make breakfast and my seven year old daughter comes downstairs and she proceeds to tell me that she was just upstairs and she saw a woman with the same description walking down the hallway. To get that overall feeling when your child confirms that what actually happened to you was something is jarring. We're in the same house. I'm having another well to nightmare first, and I end up in a location in dreamland where it's a house. She just pops up in my dream. I immediately sense that I'm in her domain and I'm feeling very uncomfortable and I want to leave. I'm trying to run, trying to scream. I can't do any of those things, so my eyes start to open. Or when I woke up from this dream, she was at the foot of my bed and I couldn't move for a good couple of seconds. Wake up the next morning after sleeping after that, and my second child is in the kitchen with me again, and I'm getting food ready. Almost simultaneously to me, feeling goosebumps on the back of my neck. My daughter, who is three, because it's my youngest, she goes a woman and she describes her with a white dress and long black hair. Just ran behind you. Again, that feeling overwhelms me. I'm in my bed, I'm completely frozen on my bed, and she's at the foot of my bed. And this time she climbs up the bed like from my feet, all the way up in like a spider like movement, and then comes on my chest and starts inhaling. The thing that wakes me is my daughter screaming from her bed, breaks me out of the sleep paralysis. I run into her room and she proceeds to tell me, through tears and shaking, that she just had a terrible dream about me and a woman on top of me, sucking my breath. This happened to me two weeks ago. I would say, I believe it was the same woman, but she appeared in a very different way. I was having sleeperalsis. My door was open. It's dark, mind you, there's no lights. I could see a darker darkness. I can't describe it. It's like blacker than the darkness right outside of my doorway, in the hallway, so not in my room, but right outside. She was crouched down froglike with her head sort of tilted to the left. Jesus, I saw her. I lost my mind in my body. And then as I was pulling myself out of the sleep prolysis, there was this sudden like whispering into my right ear. It didn't sound like just one person. It sounded like seven or eight different sounds in my ear, and I just woke up. I fully believe that that was the same person or entity, but she just didn't appear to me in the way she normally does. My daughter was sick. We were laying in my room, in my bed watching movies and it was just like, you know, nursing her to health, so to speak. And she had to go to the bathroom. So she gets up out of the bed and I'm still sitting in the bed. She gets to my door. Before she gets into the hallway, she does that sound. I'm in my office now and I can see my bed from where I'm sitting. So she was looking in my office where I'm currently sitting, and said that she saw a woman with a white nightgown and black hair, except the differences. This woman's eyes were glowing yellow. Inside I'm freaking out. Outside, I'm like, everything's fine. You just go in the bathroom. And I muster up the strength and come into my office. And it is very cold in my office, and so I just come in here, and I don't know where I had this strength, but I just firmly asked it to leave and not scare my child. Get out of my house. You are not welcome here, and you do not approach my child. And it was like immediately felt this sense of lightness in the room. It just kind of dissipated. But what I want to mention is my dog was upstairs when this happened, and my dog was growling right before I said that. And now my dog will not come upstairs on her own. And this was months ago. If she comes upstairs, I have to carry her up here. She won't come upstairs on her own. Since that day. Fast forward, I'm with my brother taking him to a Halloween scary thing, and in this spirit of Halloween, we're talking about the paranormal. My brother is very analytical type of mind. This is not a conversation that we have frequently to tell the stories about this woman. And he cuts me off and says, I've seen her. And I said, what the hell are you talking about? And he says that my mom was away visiting in Egypt. He was living with her at the time. And he says, in his Puriferle vision, he sees what looked like long dark hair and a white nightgown charged towards him. In his Perferle vision, he looks to his left, he sees nobody there. He continues back to do what he was doing. He sees it again, the woman charging to his left. I've come to realize that he's actually had a lot of experiences also, but this was the first time that I ever knew that he had experiences like this. So now I was talking to my aunt and she was mentioning some of her experiences in life. She started speaking about the same woman. But her theory is that it's her sister, who is my aunt who passed away from cancer in nineteen ninety nine. It's her spirit, but that she's not rested, she's angry. And the reason she feels that way is because her child had nightmares of my aunt looking unlike herself, and towards the end of her life, she did not have any hair, but she did not have black hair in her life. It was like dark brown. But she always wore a really long white nightgown because it was comfortable for her in her end days. But my cousin had a nightmare about her. She grabbed his arm and when he woke up, there was bruising on his arm from her. My aunt was a very strong, beautiful, successful woman, and she did a lot in her life. She did a lot of good in her life. But I think that she had such a zest for life that I think she was angry that her life was essentially being taken from her from cancer. She has a house in Virginia, it's still there. My family members that do go, they do hear screaming in the night, They feel her presence. There was a specific instance where a lot of family would come from Egypt and stay at this house together. My aunt was there, my mom was there, and my other aunt that's deceased, her grandchildren were there, and they're all sleeping. My aunt heard screaming in the middle of the like a moaning screaming. They all ended up in the hallway saying did you hear that? Did you hear that? I cannot step foot into that house ever again. Share your story with our community by going to true scarystory dot com. AD free versions of this show are available on Scary Plus and you can try it out for free. Links to this and to get in touch with me are in the description of this episode. Thank you very much for listening. Keep it scary everyone. Let see you soon.