This Is My Bed

When under treatment for Leukemia (AML) I had a horrible confrontation with a female ghost.Maybe not scary now but it surely drove the guts out of me.

It happened when I was under the second doze of Chemo therapy.The nights at the University Medical Centre were always lonely although there was my beloved wife by my side taking care of me.She was sleeping on an easy chair nearby.

The compartment where I was in bed filled with many other patients,both males and males and there were about eight of us with this small space.For cancer patients Males and Females share the same room with curtains all round to separate us.The fans will be blasting away with curtains moving with its blowing force.

On rainy evenings this could be quite cooling and with lights out at ten p.m.most patients will be going to sleep.All of us very sick where can we go???,Maybe to the wash room that was all.It definitely was quiet although the night.

In the silence of one late evening I was abruptly awakened by some one standing directly in front of me.Lazily I looked up thinking it could be a nurse coming to check on me.But as I gazed at with half opened eyes I saw in disbelief a woman adorning white robe,with messy long hair and red bloody eyes looking down on me.

I was too shocked to open my mouth to speak out but she beat me to it.She said in a develish soft voice,"This is my bed".That really fixed me and I stayed dazed momentary so scared I could hardly opened my mouth to yell out loud.

She may have come for a short while but that was sufficient to frighten the guts out of me.
The following evening I slept on the easy chair and allowed my wife to sleep comfortably in that bed.Amazingly that ghost never returned to bother her.
So I continued allowing my wife to use the bed.

I guessed the female ghost do not like males sleeping in that bed.I have yet to confirm any others had the experience I had.

I was wandering how about the clothes used in the hospital.Those clothes were worn by all patients,males and females alike,there were no distinctions among them.All those clothes were also worn by the dead and re-used after washing.Scary huih???.Are they haunted ???.Watch out for my ghostly story about it.