In the picturesque landscapes of Sri Lanka, a young child embarked on a journey to visit relatives in the heart of Texas. Their destination was a warm and welcoming abode, the home of their grandparents. Nestled in the embrace of family, they all shared a room during their stay, the centerpiece being a grand, king-sized bed. The child’s place was by the window, a spot that held no fear for them at the time.
One fateful night, as they lay in the comforting cocoon of blankets and pillows, sleep claimed them. But their slumber was short-lived, disrupted by an unfamiliar voice that gently called out their middle name. This was odd, as hardly anyone ever used their middle name back then. The voice, sweet and soothing, sounded like that of a young woman, and its melody caressed the child’s ears like a lullaby.
Intrigued and curious, the child rose from the bed, guided by the mesmerizing voice. It led them to a mirror that adorned their grandmother’s room. The child gazed into the mirror, and there, a stunning vision awaited them. A young girl, radiating beauty and grace, stood before their reflection. She wore a pristine white dress, and her brown hair cascaded like a waterfall.
At first, fear gripped the child, and they hastily retreated to the safety of the bed. In their haste, their elbow brushed against the windowsill, and a sharp nail left a scratch. Awakened by their commotion, the child’s mother listened to their tale of the enchanting voice and the ethereal girl in the mirror. With a gentle smile, she assured them it was just a dream and there was nothing to fear.
Resigned to their mother’s wisdom, the child returned to slumber. Morning broke, and they awoke to a bustling household already immersed in breakfast preparations. As the child stood before the mirror once more, they remembered the scratch from the night before. Looking down at their elbow, they found it still marked by the mysterious encounter.
This enigmatic story remained locked within the child’s heart, kept hidden for fear that no one would believe it. Yet, deep down, they knew the truth of that night, the night they encountered a beautiful lady and her haunting, melodic voice that lingered as a cherished memory in their soul.