The Bedroom Closet is a spooky ghost tale from Japan about two children who are home alone and decide to play a game of hide and seek.
One day, while my parents were out, I was babysitting my little brother. We were alone in the house and decided to play a game of hide-and-seek. I closed my eyes and counted to twenty while my brother ran off to hide. When I finished counting, I started looking for my brother. I couldn’t find him anywhere. Eventually, I went to my parents’ bedroom and noticed that the door of their closet was standing ajar.
“I know you’re in there!” I shouted as I pulled the door open.
The bedroom closet was crammed full of clothes and when I thrust my hand into it, another hand immediately reached out from inside and grabbed me by the wrist.
“Come on! I found you!” I cried, trying to pull him out. “Come out of there!”
But he wouldn’t come out no matter how hard I pulled. He was hiding behind all the clothes and didn’t speak a word. I started wondering what was wrong with him.
Just then, I heard a voice behind me ask, “What are you doing?”
I turned around and was shocked to see my little brother standing in the doorway of the bedroom. Looking back, I realized the pale, white hand was still holding on to my wrist.
I screamed out loud and began to panic as I desperately tried to shake myself free of its icy grip. My brother rushed over to help me and eventually, I managed to squirm out of the clutches of that pale white hand.
We ran screaming from the room and rushed out of the house. Standing in the street together, trembling, we waited for our parents to return. When they finally came home, we told them what had happened and they went upstairs to search the bedroom closet. Of course they found nothing inside, just a bunch of old clothes.