The End of the World

From: Lexie B (ackabee@msn.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Laytonsville Maryland
Source: Form Submission

Last year when I was 11 I spent the night at my friend's house one Saturday. Since my best friend is a boy, I shared a room with his little sister. I woke up in the middle of the night because someone was carrying me into his room but I was like, completely unable to move the entire time! (by the way my best friend's room was being repainted and carpeted and stuff so he was sharing a room with his brother at that time) Whoever or whatever was carrying me set me down onto his floor and I fell asleep within seconds. I woke up a few minutes later and saw a woman dressed as a stewardess. She was biting her nails until she leaned in and whispered, "The world will end on July fifth, 2004, at 3:05 pm." and I fell asleep again. I woke up in the morning in his sister's room but the impression of his new carpet (it was stiff and left a mark on your skin if you sat on it) was still on my arms and legs. I forgot completely when he woke up and we had breakfast and hung out and stuff but a week later, on July fifth, at exactly 3:05 pm, my aunt's friend, a stewardess, died when she fell off of the stairs leading from the cockpit to the landing place and basically broke her head in half.