#Yoru no highway ghostnote driver

It repeated a number of times until the sleep paralysis wore off. As it reaches the chest it disappears and slowly starts to roll up from the toes again. All of a sudden he felt a heavy ball like object slowly roll up from his toes all the way up to his chest. “I must have been really tired out today” he thought and tried to go back to sleep. That night he experienced sleep paralysis, and couldn’t move his body, he could only helplessly move his eyes. Father had a strong spiritual sensitivity and would occasionally experience the paranormal. My father and mother were asleep in the innermost bedroom of the flat. It was back when my mother was pregnant (my older brother), they rented a flat above a shop. This is something my father experienced about 30 years ago. These are all original translations from the Japanese source material. Story translated from Japanese by editor Reki of Yoru Shinbun. Japanese Ghost Japanese Translation japanese ghost stories ghost stories ghost story creepy creepypasta japanese creepypasta True Ghost Stories creepy stories creepy pasta taxi ghost As I felt relieved there was a tap on my shoulder, I looked back and something whispers in my ear.Īfter that the cat I was looking after disappeared

#Yoru no highway ghostnote driver

The taxi driver is definitely going to be taken away later tonight. Thank goodness I thought, if I continued riding the taxi I would have been taken away along with the taxi driver. After I got off, the driver got off as well and opened the boot of the taxi and started looking around with a light. I quickly paid the driver and got out onto the side of the road. The ominous feeling felt even heavier now and I had to get out of this taxi, something was clearly wrong. However, if I told him I could hear it, it would acknowledge that this is reality so I tried to pretend I didn’t hear anything. Woah, it seems like I was not the only one hearing things and it must have been pretty loud of the driver was able to hear it too. “Mister passenger, can you hear something?” The driver tried to play it off a joke and asked It sounded like someone or something wanted me to follow. I strained my ears to try to hear the words. It sounded like someone saying something. That’s when I noticed that there was whispering coming from somewhere. The driver seemed weirdly suspicious of me and kept glancing at the rear mirror at me. The strange feeling still didn’t go away but I got in anyways. A feeling that I should not get into he taxi, but there were other people waiting for a taxi as well and if I don’t get in I’ll have to walk all the way home a few kilometres away. When I saw the taxi I had a strange fleeting feeling that something was wrong. After getting off the train I hailed a taxi and got in. When I was 27-28 years old I did lot of interviews and had some documents I collected that I need to bring back to Osaka.