Throughout history, there has been something that identifies Death. In European culture, she eventually turned into a skeleton in a black hoodie, clutching a large braid in her hands.
In the West, it is called "Grim Reaper" - "Grim Reaper".
There are many myths and legends about how heroes meet Death, but many such stories come from modern and ordinary people.
Coming in a red haze
This story was posted on LiveAbout by a man named Dale, whose mother passed away in February 2013. And before her death, he became an eyewitness to frightening events. Dale's mother had been seriously ill for over ten years with kidney and heart problems. And during this time in her house, Dale saw strange dark shadows and cases of poltergeist.
“And one night my mother was looking out the window overlooking the highway and saw a man in a big black hat appear in a red flash. He crossed the highway and walked to my mother's house, walked through the wall and was right next to her bed. He just stood and looked at her, his red eyes glowing.
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On February 2, my mother was admitted to the hospital with heart palpitations and low blood pressure. Two days later, she was allowed to return home and felt better. She had lunch and then sat down to watch TV, her favorite show. In the evening, my brother and I came to her, we stayed overnight in case of a new exacerbation.
In the middle of the night, at about 4 o'clock, my mother began to scream loudly - she again saw this creature with red eyes near her bed. We ran to her room, but no one else was there. We also went around the whole house. Nobody.
The next morning, my brother drove with my mother to the hospital for a scheduled dialysis, but as soon as they drove 300 feet away from the house, my mother died in the car. My brother brought my mother to the hospital at a speed, but it was too late to resuscitate, they said that her brain had already died.
Later, after my mother's funeral, my brother and I walked past the cemetery late at night and saw right in the direction where my mother's fresh grave was, a tall creature in a dark robe. The hoodie fluttered in the wind and looked like a torn rag. I am sure that we both saw Death and that it was it that came to our mother at night."
Wrong address
The following story appeared on the "Encounters with the Unexplained" website. According to its author, this happened in 2000.
“My great-grandfather woke up that morning and told us that he had a terrible dream in which a 'man with a sickle' came for him. These words already gave me goosebumps, and my great-grandfather continued the story. In his dream, he heard the doorbell ringing, and when he opened it, there was a man in a black hoodie with a hood and a large sickle in one hand.
He looked at his great-grandfather and said that he had come for Jacob (my great-grandfather's middle name). In a dream, great-grandfather realized what was happening and said that he had a wrong address, after which he slammed the door in front of the black creature.
We even found this story funny, but we had fears that we were afraid to admit to ourselves. We immediately realized that great-grandfather had a lot left and so it happened. He died a few months later at the age of 92”.
I'm not going anywhere
Another story was posted on the Ranker website by a woman who was once in a hospital in the same room with another woman who was terminally ill.
“The next morning I was supposed to be discharged, so I slept soundly and soundly. But in the middle of the night I woke up from a woman's voice. I could not understand what she was talking about, but I thought it was just a nurse who came to my neighbor.
And suddenly this voice turned into a heart-rending cry “No, no, you cannot take me! I'm not going anywhere! Will not go! . I opened my eyes and saw that our room was for some reason very dark, but it was visible. how my neighbor sat on her bed and screamed.
Her tantrum was so intense and unfeigned, while she was staring straight ahead at something I hadn't seen. She cried for a long time and sat there, and it seemed to me that she was also listening attentively to something."
For grandma
On the same Ranker website, there is another story about Death's visit from a woman named Ashley Down. According to her, her grandmother once saw a ghostly creature in a black hood. And after a while, something happened that scared Ashley to horror:
“At night I woke up to a small dark figure standing near my bed. She was less than a meter high and wore a black hooded cloak. His face was not visible, even though it was very close to me, only half a meter from my face.
It looked like a miniature Death, though without a scythe, but it was still enough to send me into a state of shock. It lasted for about a minute, after which it slipped out of my room. Then I got up and went to my grandmother's room and saw that she was dead."
Small shriveled head
This story appeared on the Weird Darkness website by the woman Heather Circle. One day she came to visit her aunt Amy and saw that she was in an incomprehensible excited state holding her child's mug in her hands. She told what happened.
Amy's husband had gone on a business trip the day before, and at night Amy woke up with a loud knock. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw in her room a creature taller than 2 meters, which was dark and exuded cold and stench, as if from rotten meat.
“Frozen with fear, she tried to scream, but could not make a sound. And then she saw the head and face of this creature. The head was tiny, no larger than a grapefruit, and sat on huge shoulders, and the face was wrinkled and saggy skin like a dried apple. The eyes were just two black dots.
The creature was wearing some kind of thick fur coat, and in its hand it was holding a small pink children's mug. It stared at Aunt Amy for a minute, and then dropped this mug on the floor and began to leave her room. When it was gone, Amy ran to check on the children (they were all right), and at the same time grabbed her husband's hunting rifle.
Then Amy called her husband and her mother and told them everything. And the next morning she found that very pink children's mug in the corridor. Amy believed that Death came to her, and two weeks later she was suddenly diagnosed with inoperable cancer.
All this became even more creepy when, after some time, when I was caring for a sick aunt, I myself saw this creature looking out of her bedroom window. At that time I was on the street, sitting in the car and waiting for my mother, who went to visit Amy.
I saw the curtains move at the top of my aunt's bedroom window and a face appeared there. A small, wrinkled face with tiny shark-like eyes. It smiled at me and then disappeared. A few seconds after that, the car in which I was sitting started shaking finely, and stopped when my mother left the house and went to the car.
I was scared, all in tears and could not really explain to my mother what had happened. Then, when we drove home, the car from time to time skidded in one direction or the other, as if we had some kind of problem. When my mother stopped the car and examined the wheels, she found one of them, in which all the bolts were almost unscrewed. A little more and it would fly off. I was sure that this creature was trying to kill us.
Less than a year later, Aunt Amy died. 20 years have passed since then and I still remember this and more and more often think about whether I will see Death itself when it comes for me."
For nephew
The Unexplained Mysteries website published a story from a girl who said that Death came for her disabled nephew.
The nephew drowned several years ago and was rescued, but his brain was badly damaged. One night, the girl's sister (the mother of this nephew) heard footsteps in the hallway. She thought it was her sister (me), but when she asked it out loud, no one answered her. And then something in a black robe entered her room.
“My sister is about 180 cm tall and it was as tall as her. It whispered something and hummed, the sister could only make out the word "ma-ma". Something malicious emanated from the creature and the sister was frightened with fear and paralyzed, could not move.
The creature did not walk, but seemed to slide over the floor, although the sound of footsteps was clearly audible in the corridor before. This creature came closer and closer to her sister, and then … abruptly touched her crotch.
The sister screamed “Stop!” And everything was gone. Then she ran to check if everything was all right with her children and everything was all right. But two weeks later, her disabled son died."
At first glance, this story looks more like tales of nocturnal paralysis, and Death, harassing a woman, looks strange. However, the girl was sure that it was not a sleep paralysis.
“My sister hadn’t even slept yet, she was just lying on the bed. She never experienced anything strange and even more so paranormal and did not believe in such things. She is an intelligent and level-headed person with no history of mental illness and has never seen hallucinations."