Hey everyone, sorry for the delay in episode releasing, but please stick around to the end as I have an important announcement to make. I was 18 years old at the time of this incident. Old at the time of this incident, I slept in the basement of our house, which we'd been told multiple times after we lived there, that an elderly lady fell and passed right in front of the basement closet. We never thought much about it, since it was what we could afford at the time. Everyone has always felt uneasy going downstairs. Of course we had a big family and rooms were limited, so I had no choice but to occupy the basement. There has always been a dark brown, large stain on the carpet in front of my closet. Obviously it looks like it has been cleaned before, but probably not good enough. We've never cared for it. But on the back of my mind I've always thought, thought maybe it was the blood from the old lady everyone keeps talking about. I've always brushed it off because I was excited having my own room for the first time of my life.

Fast forward to one year later. One night I got home for work at about 2.30, showered and went straight to bed. I was tossing and turning but couldn't sleep at all, even though I was exhausted from my 10-hour shift. I heard something fall in the closet, which was closed. I have a ton of stuff, so I just assumed my stuff must have fallen from the shelf. Considering it wasn't that loud, I closed my eyes, hoping I would sleep, but suddenly I heard my closet door open real slowly. I looked over and it was indeed opened. What I know. I definitely closed it before I laid in bed. I thought to myself. That's when I realized I was in a state of sleep paralysis. I couldn't move at all except for my eyes. I knew that I definitely didn't fall asleep.

I kept my eyes on the closet door as there was some moonlight shining through my window. That's when I noticed a dark, skinny, tall and long-haired figure peeking out of my closet, as if checking to see if I noticed it. At this point I was freaking out. I could hear my heart beat as loud as a drum. That figure completely came out from the closet and very slowly floating off the ground coming towards me. I couldn't make out how she looked, but she was definitely really skinny, with long hair. She eventually stopped right next to my bed and hovered over me. Her face was probably an inch away from mine, but I still couldn't see her face. Her whole body looked just like a pitch black shadow. She stared at me for what felt like an eternity, then stood straight up and slowly started to glide towards the foot of my bed.

I slept on a queen-size bed at the time. She slowly got my bed and slept right next to me. She sat up. After laying there for probably 30 seconds, I saw how she actually looked like. She was very pale, almost a light gray color, and very skinny, to the point where I only saw skin and bone. Her hair was indeed very long and straight, but it looked wet. She was in a black but dirty nightgown and never once turned to look at me. She just sat there and looked at the foot of my bed. I I never thought this night would end, but being so scared I must have passed out. I woke up the next morning from the sun shining into my eyes and remembered what happened during the night. I thought to myself it wasn't real right and saw my closet door was really opened, which confirmed what had happened last night was real. I ran upstairs to my family and never spoke of it to them. Till this day. I never sleep with the closet door open, even though I don't live there anymore.

Well, that is a very intriguing story, but time to get to my announcement. It is with a heavy heart that I must say this will be the last episode of Tales. Although this podcast has been my baby from day one. I am very proud of where it's gone. I love every single one of you that has supported and listened throughout the years, but unfortunately the location that I use for stories is starting to dry up and, being a solo caster, it's a little harder to try and have a discussion-based podcast about the true horror, true paranormal and just everything creepy and crazy. Again, I thank you all for the ride. It has been an extremely fun one. But this will be it for Tales. I hope you enjoy. Thank you for your support again and, who knows, maybe one you for your support again and who knows, maybe one day we will meet again.