Today, I want to share a true event with you that led to you reading this story. It was about five years ago, and I was doing my everyday chores when suddenly I felt like drawing something. So, I picked up a notebook and drew something. It wasn't a picture or an animal; it was a symbol, a very strange symbol. I stared at it for hours but couldn't understand anything. Then, a few days later, I was cleaning my room, and slowly, an image started forming in my mind. It was the image of an animal, a huge, dark, dog-like creature with big red eyes. I found it very strange; it was the first time something like this had ever come to my mind. But what happened after that, I still don't understand to this day.
Two months passed. One night, my mother woke up to drink water. She went outside and saw an animal standing on our roof. She was very scared looking at it. She said she chased it away, but she was terrified.
And then, one day, we were all sitting and talking as a family, and suddenly the topic of ghosts came up. I was there too. So, when Mom mentioned that she had seen an animal on the roof two months prior, she said it was as big as a lion, had big red eyes, and its entire body was black. Hearing this, the ground slipped from under my feet. I couldn't believe it because I hadn't told anyone about the drawing, let alone Doma, until then. Mom didn't even know. And then, two months later, I started writing this story. But even today, I haven't understood what happened to me that day. Even today, Mom doesn't know she saw a creature like Doma on the roof.