I’ve always been a huge fan of BuzzFeed Unsolved especially the spooky episodes. It was kind of a thing for me and my friends to watch them together when we were in the mood to get scared. But when I watched the episode about Hannah Williams, it hit me differently. It stopped feeling like just a creepy story and started feeling… a little too real.
For some background, I was born and raised in Chile, but my family is from Japan. Growing up, my mom would casually mention things she experienced as a kid like seeing a pale woman or feeling like something was watching her. When she told her mom, they actually took her to three different psychics. And weirdly, all of them said the same thing: that a woman who drowned in a tsunami was somehow attached to her.
There’s even this story that the woman was supposed to marry my grandpa before he met my grandma, and after she died, she held onto that resentment. It sounds like something out of a movie, but in my family it was just… told like a fact.
But honestly, my own experience is what stuck with me the most.
When I was around six, this was back in 2008 I lived in an apartment that just felt off. Even as a kid, I could tell something wasn’t right. At night, I’d feel someone touch my hair while I was sleeping like gently moving it, just enough to wake me up a bit. My mom would hear knocking on her bedroom door and think it was me, since I hated sleeping alone. But every time she opened the door, no one was there.
Then there was one night I’ll never forget.
I woke up because I felt cold and realized my bedsheets were completely off me. Not like they slipped off like they had been pulled away. Half-asleep, I turned to look toward my closet.
And I saw her.
A little girl, around my age back then. Pale skin, curly blonde hair she looked kind of European. But her expression was what made it unsettling. She looked angry. Like, genuinely mad at me for some reason I couldn’t understand.
And the weirdest part is… I wasn’t scared.
I just stared at her. Calm, almost like nothing was wrong. Looking back now, that’s what freaks me out the most. I feel like I should’ve been terrified, but I wasn’t. It was just this quiet, eerie moment.
After watching the Hannah Williams episode, I remembered they mentioned that sometimes entities can appear as kids to seem less threatening. That stuck with me. It made me question what I saw that night, like, was it really a kid?
What’s also strange is that everything stopped after my dad moved out. My parents divorced when I was nine, and after that, nothing like that ever happened again.
Around that same period, my dog passed away. And something strange did happen after that, but it felt completely different from what I experienced with the girl. It didn’t feel angry or unsettling in the same way, just… unexplainable. Like it belonged to something else entirely.
Then in 2023, we were having dinner with my dad’s side of the family, and he randomly brought up that his apartment felt haunted. He was living in another unit in the same complex where we used to live.
He talked about things moving on their own, like a kitchen lamp swinging, drawers being left open, and socks disappearing. Little things, but enough to make him uneasy. He even tried lighting candles to “clean” the space but said the flames would start flickering like crazy. He admitted he was actually scared.
That’s when I told him about what I experienced as a kid.
And honestly, that’s when something clicked for me. I started wondering… what if it wasn’t the apartment? What if it was somehow connected to him?
My grandma (his mom) has always been into witchcraft and spiritual stuff, pretty seriously. So I wouldn’t be surprised if something intentional or not had some kind of effect.
I don’t really know what to believe. I’m not saying it was something supernatural for sure, but it’s hard to ignore how everything kind of lines up.
If you’re curious, this is the video that got me thinking about all of this again:
The Haunting of Hannah Williams
Buzzfeed Unsolved: Supernatural: Season 5, Episode 6
Watching it just brought everything back. It made me realize that even if you move on from stuff like this, it doesn’t really leave you. It just kind of sits there in the back of your mind… until something reminds you.