About MeEditHey guys this is a true story about me (Yuki Fushioshi). This is a story about a story that my mother told me that became true. I have only told children in the school yard, but I was bullied so I kept it to myself until now. Be prepared for a good article :).
The PastaEditIt was the 2nd of October 1994, I was ten years old and my mother told me a story about a vampire to keep me inside the house at night. She thought it was a joke but I took it very seriously. I put a whole clove a garlic under my mattress to try and keep the vampire away. (By the way the name of the vampire was Kyuketsuki which is the Japanese word for vampire.)
I was tired one night and I went to bed after finishing my homework. I lay down on my mattress and went to bed. I believe it was 7:30 PM. I was very scared that night because of the tales my mother told me about the vampire and how he visited her when she was 10 on this very night. I could not sleep, when suddenly I heard a door opening. My first thought was Kyuketsuki and took out my garlic clove. The Kyuketsuki walked around my house. I started to sweat because I was scared out of my mind. My wall was opaque, but I could see the figure through the wall. He just stood there for a while. I think he smelled the garlic and went away.
That morning I told my Father what happened last night. He just ignored me and continued eating. I believe I kept talking about the Kyuketsuki for a few months and I got bullied because of that. My family took me to a psychologist. The psychologist shut me up, but I was still not willing to forget all about it. I changed a lot in my life just to keep me safe from the vampire. I kept a Clove of Garlic around my neck. I bought a book called vampire language and I read it so many times that I must have spoke fluent Vampire for a while. (That was a joke.)
I was fourteen and finally gave up on another encounter and just let it all go. I threw away the Garlic and the book and started to live my normal life again.
I believe I was sixteen, and in Japan I would have been a man. I was getting ready to move to the states and go to college. I was sleeping in my room when I saw the Kyuketsuki in my house. I thought "Not again," and I had no garlic. (I had no protection.) He opened the door and I leapt out of bed. The Kyuketsuki was about 5" 8 and had long fangs, a cape, black hair, an Asian face and a scythe looking thing (you know, what the grim reaper holds). I was very scared and started to scream. He just stood there until he put his finger to my mouth as if to say please stop speaking. He said "Why don't you come with me"" I said "NO!!", but he grabbed my hand and walked me to my garden.
My Garden was wet and it was still raining. I was just wearing my underwear and a t-shirt. I was freezing. He took off his cape and put it around my shoulders. I don't know why but I was relaxed. He said, "Just stand there and let me work and you will be okay." He bit my neck and sucked my blood. I did not complain and I did not feel pain. I wondered why I was not going crazy or feeling anything. I fell to the ground with a hard bang.
I woke up in my room all wet. I was still in my underwear and t-shirt. I was shaking. I put my hand to my neck. There was two scabs on my neck some blood. I looked around my room for the light switch. I was could not believe what was laying on the floor.
IT WAS THE KYUKETSUKI'S CAPE! My mother walked into my room to wake me up. I told her everything and she laughed and put some scab cream on my neck. My dad was at the table as normal. He was reading the paper. My mother was still laughing. I watched my Dad eat until my food was ready. That is when I saw something. He had long teeth, not fangs, but long teeth. I walked into my garden to cut the lawn and saw my Dad standing against the wall smoking a cigar. He walked over to me and took a look at my scab and laughed. He walked off saying "Every time." I was confused, very confused.
I was studying when my Dad came in saying, "Son I want to tell you something." I thought he was going to explain the birds and bees again. He took off his shirt and showed me two scabs on his neck and said, "It happens to all of us, you are not alone son."
The next month, I was going to the states and I waved to my family from the train. My Dad told me a secret that I will never forget. He said, "Kyuketsuki is never going to leave Japan. Don't ever forget about me and your mother, but remember to keep a clove of garlic with you at all time and forget about him." By that he meant to say Kyuketsuki is going to keep stalking me forever.
Kyuketsuki is a real story and I never forgot about him. I am not really sure about what my Father meant because I never heard about Kyuketsuki for the five years I lived in the states.