This is probably the incident that I remember the most from my childhood.
This happened way back when I was in elementary school, probably in 3rd or 4th grade. During this time, my family still lived in these apartments that were said to be haunted and some lady hung herself in the basement. It was late, maybe 9ish, and my grandpa likes to take leisure walks around the apartments (even at night). My grandpa was a shaman, or txiv neeb, and if your hmong, then you should know what that is, and my grandpa was never afraid of any spirits or anything paranormal of that kind. He was walking through this little tunnel that connected the two last apartments of the complex, we lived at the last one. The tunnel had no light at night, and was maybe only 15 to 20 feet long. While approaching the end of the tunnel, he saw a dark figured lady standing there. He spoke to her and thought she was one of the older woman who lived in one of the apartments. The figure said nothing and walked towards a path that led to the back of the apartments. My grandpa followed her and she walked around the corner and disappeared from his view. As he walked around the corner, the lady had already somehow reached the other side of the apartment complex. The distance from where my grandpa was to the end of the complex was probably a good 5th of a mile. There was no explaining how she had traveled that distance in such short time, but my grandpa was so scared that he started to run back to our apartment. When he got home, he told us what had happened and that he had never been so scared before and it seemed like it took an forever to run back to the apartment. Later, my grandma went outside and lit incense, or hlawv xyab, to ward off the spirit.
I was still young at this time, but this is what I could remember from the incident.
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