This happened during the winter holidays when I was in junior high.

A lot of snow had fallen, so a friend and I made a massive snow hut.

It was about two metres high and two metres wide,

and we poured water on it after we built it, so it froze solid.

Three days later, I entered the snow hut at about 8 a.m.

And was lazing about when, suddenly, the entire thing collapsed.

It was huge, so I was completely buried in snow.

I tried to push it off, but I couldn't. A few seconds later, someone started kicking it from the outside.

My skin was on fire, and the pressure of the snow pushing down on me hurt like crazy. It was so heavy that the weight of it pushing down on me caused me to wet

myself. Ah, I'm going to die, I thought. About a minute later, I was in so much pain that I couldn't tell what was what anymore.

And then, the kicking outside stopped.

At the same time, a white light appeared, and I heard someone screaming,

What happened?

I was glad the snow had caved in during the morning,

because my father was on his way to work when he noticed it.

Something was kicking the snow in.

I thought I was going to die, I said.

There was something filthy and black on top of the snow, my father replied.

He alerted the police, just in case, but according to him, the thing was just standing there.

They checked the remains of the hut after they got me out, and discovered bare footprints

left in the snow.

Hey guys, I'm your host Tara A Devlin, and welcome to another episode of Koabana, true Japanese

...