I am the oldest child and when we were growing up I got the downstairs bedroom which was on the first floor of our two story house and we called it the green room. My two sisters and one brother slept upstairs in the redone attic.
When I was about 11 years old I woke up in the middle of the night for some unknown reason to me. My bed was against the wall in the corner and I slept with the door almost all the way open. Upon awakening I saw a man almost as tall as the top of the door. He wasn’t in color but in shadow’s. Dark and grey. He had on a black old hat that reminded me of Abe Lincoln’s hat and a long black trench coat. He was moving very very slowly towards the edge of the door and behind the door. I was paralyzed with fear and after a while I thought to myself that this is crazy I need to go to sleep so I hopped out of bed and ran to the door and slammed it shut because by that time the man was behind the open bedroom door. Needless to say there was nothing there and I totally forgot about him until many years later and never told anyone because I thought it was just shadows.
During one of our family gatherings probably 10 – 15 years later we got discussing weird things that happened in our house. My sister started telling about a man she saw in the green room one night after I moved out and she got the room. I perked up and listened. I asked her to describe what she saw, what he was wearing, how tall he was and where he was and what he did. It was the same thing I saw. The exact same thing in the exact same spot and doing the same thing which was just watching and moving very slowly behind the door.
Many years later my daughter would stay the night at her grandma’s and sleep in the green room. Again we had a family gathering and we discussed weird things because it seem there was always something weird in our house when we were growing up until my mom had the house blessed. My daughter started telling all of us about a man in the green room and what she saw when she awoke in the middle of the night. It was the same thing, same hat and coat and movements. So, Now I know for a fact I wasn’t seeing shadows at all. He was a ghost. Mom tells me since he was real tall he could have been my uncle who died in the house way before we moved in because he was tall and he wore a funny hat.
I know what I saw and I know I didn’t tell anyone about what happened so my sister and daughter weren’t making up their accounts either.
My daughter wasn’t around the first time my sister told us about the man in the green room and then it was years again before we discussed him again.
Written by Mary, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com
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wow thats not as bad as what happined to me. i’ve been trying to find a cure for a demon in m house. He comes to my sistersroom and i hear her talking to him. Once i walked in and he made himself look like a young scared little boy. HE saw me. I walked to my sis and she was crying. She said it felt as if he was digging holes into my eyes. That other nigth, she slept with me. He came in and i woke up. This time he looke like a murderer with an axe. His teeth had blood and his eyes were shining. I screamed and woke her up. When she looked he tuirned back int othe little boy and he said, “please….help…” She was screaming, “tell him to stop Allie! please tell him to stop!” all i could thin of was to cover her eyes. I put a pillow over her eyes and stop screaming and calmed down. He turned back into a murderer and came towards me. And i said, “maddie! tell himto leave you alone, okay?! try it!” She did and he backed up to the door adn left. Before he kood she sad, “LEAVE THIS HOUSE NOW ARTHUR AND DONT TOUCH MY FAMILY!” he faded with a tiny,”help……” we both fell asleep .
Three months later, we totally forgot. Madison was sleeping in her room again and she was totally happy. Then, one mornign she started talking about the demon. “He told me that he was a little boy, but some one killed him and he was trying to warn us and the demon could go int o peoples body and live like that. His name was arthur adn he said i was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. And that the demon likes to go in me the most. and he said he would never hur t me would never hurt me.
I miss him”
And that did it. with a wind gushign throught our hair. Maddie had her eyes close and slammed her head down on the table. Th ewind stopped and i looked u[. Arthur was crouching beside maddie and smiling, “maddie? are-are you okay” I whsipered’ hehe. maddie arthur is right beside you.” Her head shot up. “Arthur!” He grinned and i still hear that he lives in that the same way, hopin for us to return..though, ive never heard about the demon again.
Hi,
That is pretty scary.
I hope you don’t return.
And yes, the shadowman was scary but because we didn’t know what it was and seeing him alone was scary. He didn’t try to do anything. He just stood and watched and watched and of course you can’t move cuz you don’t know what to do at first.
Funny thing is the three of us who did see him have had to struggle way more in life and have had more tragic events happen to us than anyone else in our family who had never seen him.
There is a website called the Shadowlands that I like just as much as this website. The only story I’ve ever written to them is, I swear, nearly identical to your story. It is one of my (skeptical) friend’s stories about her and her sister. She was terrified of her long bedroom windows so she would sleep in her parent’s bed. She was never be able to sleep because of the 3 men in black and top hats that would stare at her behind her parent’s bedroom door. During a family dinner many years later, her sister talked of how she used to see 3 men in black and a top hat behind her parent’s bedroom door. I cannot believe how simliar your stories are.
creepy…very creepy!