THE LADY IN BLACK
Submitted by Roxanne Adkins of Enid, Oklahoma
When I was in junior high I had a
weird experience with something I have never
forgotten nor will I ever forget. I had been in bed in my loft bedroom on North
10th street in Enid, OK around the year 1987. I had been asleep for a few hours
already when I was awaken by the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was
dressed in a black flowing dress that resembled a princess style dress (similar
to what they wore during the time of King Arthur's Court). She had long black
hair that was straight and all one length. Her skin was fair and smooth.....her
lips and long fingernails were painted deep red. Her eyes were brown....and
very gentle. She was setting on the corner of my bed by my feet. I had heard
someone calling my name but I was half asleep and figured I was just dreaming.
Then someone placed their cold hand firmly on my leg and said my name sternly.
I opened my eyes and seen this lady sitting there so I freaked out and pulled
the covers over my head. I was shaking terribly. She said my name again and
told me that my mother needed me and I needed to go downstairs to her
immediately. I started crying and pulled the covers away from face. She
was gone. So I looked around and when I didn't see any trace of her I darted
from my bed....ran down the stairs screaming for my mother. What I found will
be embedded with me for ever....my mother had been rearranging the furniture in
the living room....and the couch had fallen on top of her. She was penned under
the couch and couldn't move it off of her by herself. She wasn't hurt or
anything; she just needed my help to move the couch off of her and she had been
hollering for me.
I have never seen this lady again....but she was as real as you and I
standing in the same room talking. I can still to this day see her image in my
mind as clearly as I did the night she appeared. The house we were living in
had belonged to two elderly old maiden sisters....Ruth and Hazel.....and one of
them had died in that house from old age or an illness. They were the sweetest
two women ever. I can't say it was either of them because I only knew them as
older women....but whomever that lady was...she was an angel of some sort.
That old house burnt down several years back but my grandmother lives next
door to the place where the house once stood and she actually owns the land
now.