I live in the surrounding suburbs of Sydney, Australia. One day years ago I was at a friends house for dinner. Before I go into detail though I would like to mention, I’m a devout Atheist and although this memory is vivid, sober etc, I still don’t believe it myself. (But it freaks me out).
I have been close with his family since I was 5 years old and know them all quite well, which will explain some things later. This night no-body was home accept myself and, let’s call him Bob. Bob was in the kitchen fixing up dinner whilst I was in his bedroom playing his guitar. From that position I could see clearly out of the door to the hallway, which lead to the left into the dinning/kitchen (joined) which is roughly a meter of wall between my sight out of the door to seeing Bob in the kitchen.
As I played away at the guitar I saw a figure walk past the doorway (and by now the time is roughly 10 PM). Seeing as how I presumed no-one was home I quickly put down the guitar thinking it was too loud and began apologizing. The figure stopped with their back to the doorway and I could see them from behind clearly. It was female, so I presumed it was his mother, also with short light brown hair, a red and white ‘flannel’ dressing robe and slippers. After apologizing it quickly walked off, this was strange to me, we were normally pretty close so straight away I got and took a few leaping steps into the dinning room where Bob was standing there looking at me puzzled.
Before I could say anything Bob asked who I was speaking to so I replied, let’s call her Mary. He remained quiet for a time then responded that we were alone and that his family were away for the weekend. So me being me, I called his bluff and went searching for his mother presuming it was all a joke. Now I know that house pretty well, and I can safely say, there was no-one else there. Cars were gone, bedrooms were not touched etc. After an hour of searching I sat to eat dinner when Bob tells me exactly what she looked like. I was relieved to think it was a joke but he told me he didn’t see it, in fact the last few people to come around to his house, have experienced the same thing. Still to this day Bob dislikes when I talk about it, and it was the eventual reason he moved away from home.
To me, I think it may have been hallucination or something similar, but my state of mind was calm, relaxed and nothing different from normal. No horror films or drugs or alcohol and as far as I’m aware, no gas leaks. So as a firm believer of science or bust, it’s difficult to even consider the experience as fact and continue to think I had a mental ‘accident’. In the end, all my sensors that could determine it as real, did, so I suppose that is why I’m sharing it here.
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