Some of you may have already read my story titled “Lady in Black“. This is my most personal and terrifying encounter I have ever had. I truly hope that no one goes through this situation ever in their life. This happened to me roughly about around the year 2006. I remember the day perfectly as if it were yesterday.
It was Halloween day and I was in my backyard doing laundry. We have our washing machine and drier safely stored in the garage, so my mom told me to do the laundry. The sun was bright and there were very few clouds, although the wind was a bit chilly. I was bored and hot inside the garage, so I went outside and sat on the swing my grandmother had bought. The swing was one of those that several people can sit on at one time, they kinda look like benches. I sat there and closed my eyes and simply listened to the sound of the wind and the birds.
When I reopened my eyes again out of the corner of my eye, I saw what appeared to be a young boy sitting on a tree stump. My uncle believed that the tree there was dangerous for the little kids so he took it down. I thought maybe I was just seeing things so I didn’t pay any attention to it and I shut my eyes again. Then quite literally out of no where the wind got more colder and quicker. I reopened my eyes and I turned to the right and I saw him he was young maybe about 8 years old. He was wearing blue ripped jeans and a very bright red shirt. Not only that, but he was staring right at me. I stared back at him, who was he? I didn’t recognize him from anywhere.
Then I felt the blood drain out of my face. My skin turned ice cold and I was frozen in absolute terror. I should have never looked at him. I should have ignored him and gone inside. His eyes! They were pitch black, darker than night, no white at all! They were almost cat like, not in a cute way though, it was in a sinister ‘I want to scratch your face’ way. And he was smiling at me as if he found my reaction amusing. I could feel a lump in my throat. I wanted to scream I wanted to run and leave, but for some reason I couldn’t. I have never been I scaredy cat. I don’t get scared that easily, but this was something that I had never dealt with before.
I don’t know how, but managed to find some courage inside of me and I said “who are you?” He merely smiled back and just like that he disappeared before my eyes. My heart was pounding so fast I thought I might actually have a stroke. I ran inside and I told my mom that I wasn’t going to do the laundry anymore. She asked me why. What could I say? Oh I can’t do it because I think I saw a demon in our backyard! No! She would never believe me. So I lied, I said to her that I was feeling ill and that I felt like puking. Which wasn’t exactly a lie because I did feel like vomiting. She told me to go lay down and rest that she would finish the laundry, I obeyed.
Nights after that I had nightmares and sometimes I would wake up screaming. I haven’t seen “the boy” to this day. I didn’t tell anyone because I knew they wouldn’t believe them. So tell me what do you think?
Sent in by lucy13, Copyright 2011 TrueGhostTales.com