This isn't scary but it's on the supernatural side as well. This took place in NC roughly 2 years ago. My cousin's wife was really sick. she's been sick for a quite a while. It got to the point where she's pretty much skin and bone. I live in the southern states in the midwest, so I was the closest relative to them. My family got word that she was very sick and didn't know how much time she has left. Very short and simple information like that.
My bro-in-law, my two sisters, my mother, my middle brother and myself took a trip to NC to visit them because of the news. We thought she's just sick from poor health, so we didn't think much of it except to go and visit and see her before she goes to the afterlife. We drove all night and go there the next morning. We found their house, and it was somewhere in the suburbs. To get to their house, we got off the paved road and hti a dirt road passing through some other hmong people's homes. My cousin's house is situated on the far corner behind these other people's home. My cousin built his house with some buffer land in front of his house thus putting his house in the far corner of his lot.
During the late morning as we were pulling up to his house, there's a sense of weird feelings that overcame me. First thing that came to mind was a scene from some scary movie where it's a gloomy day with trees with leaves all fallen off. It pretty much was a good setting for a horror movie. Anyways, we pulled up to his place and went in.
It was roughly 10AM when we got there. After we ate a late breakfast, my mom and my two sisters went and sat next to my cousin's wife's bed. She was in one of those hospital bed. When we got there, she could hardly open her eyes let alone talk. My mom and my sisters went and sat next to her and started talking to her asking her if she knows who they were and how she was feeling. My cousin's wife with a low tone answered them back telling them she knows who they are. At that time she opened her eyes enough to get a glimpse of my mom and my sisters.
For the good part of the day my mom and my sisters where talking to her trying to lift her spirit up a little. By the end of the day, my cousin's wife took a 180 degree turn. She was totally a different person from when we first got there. She was able to talk and was cognitive of her surrounding. Her eyes were wide open like a normal person. She basically was back to normal except she couldn't get out of bed. My mom and sisters fed her rice pourage throughout the day hoping she'll gain enough strength to talk to them.
Our visiting time was limited as my brother needs to catch his flight back to CA, so we planned to return home early the next morning. We stayed all day and all night until we were ready to come back home. By the time we were about to leave, my cousin's wife is very conscious of us being there and acknowledging us. We were happy that she regained some strength to be wtih us for the little time we were there to visit.
2 months went by and my cousin called my bro-in-law with bad news. He told my bro-in-law that his wife had passed on and the funeral is planned for the following 2 weekends and for us to go help him out. On the eve of the funeral weekend, we took yet another trip to NC to help him out.
This is where my cousin told us of all the weird events that has been happening to his wife prior and to the time of her death.
You know how old folks would tell ghost stories at funerals. Well, we were at my cousin's home and preparing for the funeral. he was telling us that during the time of his wife being really sick, she would talk to herself and telling someone or something to go and stop bothering her. My cousin would ask her who she was talking to, but she wouldn't answer him. Everytime when my cousin would feed her with rice porridge, she would tell him that it was useless coz he wasn't feeding her, but he was feeding "them". He would tell her that he is feeding her. She would say,"No you're not. They're stading next to me with their hands shaping like a spoon and next to my mouth waiting for you to spoon the porridge into my mouth." My cousin would tell her that there is no one there. She still insists that there is someone or something there. This went on all the time according to him.
He said right before we went to visit the first time, he saw a cat sitting outside his door. He did tell us that eversince he moved there, he had not seen a single cat, but this time there was a cat sitting at his front door. He didn't think much of it then, so he scooted the cat away. He did noticed that there was a weird odor to the cat and yet still he didn't think much of it. He also told us of many other incidents that happened, but i forgot most of it.
After his wife was burried, people that knows his wife and her side of the family when they were back in Laos told him that when his wife was still dating, she did a blood oath with this one guy. After her, that same guy did blood oaths with two other girls. After all these years and they each being married and having their own family, the guy that she did the blood oath with had died. He came and got the other two girls he did the blood oath with already. My cousin's wife was the last of the three girls, and that's why she died.
With this, my cousin started adding everything all the weird things up, and it all made sense. All the times she was telling him that "They" were there next to her, the strange cat at this door, and all the other things.
So my cousin's wife died because he and the other girls came and took her with them.
