My stories tend to run short in text so enjoy this small snipet of my haunted life.
When I was young (I think 10) I had an incidental run in with a shadow person who seems to frequent our parents house. This was the first of many nights I saw him. On this particular night, it was my Mom, my little brother and myself in the house, everyone else was gone. Dad was at work, Aaron was at a friends house staying the night and Jamie was off being haunted somewhere else lol.
We had ordered pizza and it was about 9:00 pm. My mother was sitting in dads armchair with Chris on the floor to her right and they were watching Tv. I had just gotten my slices and was carrying my bounty into the living room on one of those cheap,plastic,circle trays they used to sell by the truckloads at K-Mart. I rounded the corner and was confronted with what looked like the visage of a man, though he was all in shadow, three dimensional and yet featureless...except for the outline of clothing which was some sort of trench coat or duster, with a wide brimmed hat and yellow eyes with a peircing,evil smile. He was standing in the doorway of the hallway that held my parents room(on left), the bathroom(on right) and our room (Chris and I, which was located just beyond the bathroom door, same side).
I stood there for a second,stunned, and waited for the thing to fade and/or realize that is was just a trick of light and my mind. Then it shifted it's stance. I almost didn't hear my Mom telling me to move,that I was blocking the view and wondering what I was doing. I almost threw down my tray as I started towards it and in a flash it zipped into my parents bedroom. Seeing it move was eerie. It lost all human shape,feature and just became a weird misty blob of shadow. I was still walking forward and was about halfway past the armchair which would have put the distance to my parents room and only 7 feet, when It zipped from my parents room into the bathroom. By the time it made the transition I had quickened my pace,convinced it was Aaron who had gotten inside and was playing a prank on me, and flung myself around the corner and in one smooth motion,kicked on the light switch to find...nothing!
I checked the entire bathroom up and down,even in places I knew it wasn't humanly possible to fit anyone,regardless of age, only to find the same thing I found when I went in, nothing. I told my Mom about it, but she,of course, just brushed it off as my imagination, only to tell me years later that she had woke up one night out of a dead sleep, convinced that something felt odd in the house. When she got up to go check on the baby (me), she found a man standing over my crib and described him to a "t". Thinking it was my dad in his house robe and still being half asleep she went back to the bedroom to find my dad in bed. She wipped around after beating my dad and screaming that a man was in the room with the baby, and ran into the room just in time to see the man with his hand outstretched over the baby, with yellow eyes, and half grinning, half sneering. The apparition vanished in front of her eyes and she kept this a secret until just recently. You know those disclaimers they give in the credits of movies and Tv shows? I think I know why they exist now.
Supernatural anyone? |
