Where I live now I use to visit before I moved in. Well ever since I moved in I have been hearing walking up and down the steps when no one is in the house. And at any random time of the day as well. I would walk upstairs to the room and I would always feel being watched. well I would hear walking in the hallway from where I just came. The noise would stop and the the door would crack open. Well he has hit me before in the back of my head pulled on the bottom of my pants.
One time I was upstairs in my little brother’s room. I had to go down stairs for something I forget what I was grabbing. When I left his room my moms door right down the hallway was closed. I have a good photographic memory. So on my way back up it was pitch dark I mean you can’t see your hand in front of your face no light gets in. I used my lighter to walk up well I just had the strongest feeling of being watched. I get to the top and turned to where I felt being looked at from. My moms door was open and I could see into her room she was in there but in the window down this little hall way in the back of the room I seen and the only time I seen him like a tint of pale white of a man with a hat and his eyes where yellow. His face had a little description of a face of an older man. I just stopped and looked eye to eye with him and I had the same feeling from the dog just the vibe was much more intense (The Ghost Dog Who Followed Me).
The TV was off she was sleeping so I couldn’t explain it. I started to walk into the room with a quick paste to get eye to eye closer well he just was gone like that. There was no proof from an outside source of light. This is when I seen him up close and personal, I guess he decides he wants to wake me up. I’m sleeping on the living room couch and I feel this heavy weight on my chest and I was laying sideways.
Well I wake up with somewhat the same feeling that I had in that hallway. I looked up and there was this shadow figure with a hat on. He was more blackish gray this time with the same color eyes. My vision was blurry at first but I came to see and I just looked at him and I said “hello”. I started to sit up he walked into the kitchen right next to the left of me. There is a curtain there and he walks right through it. I smoked a cigarette to see if he would come back anytime soon but nothing.
I went back to sleep and probably a few hours later he woke me up again and this time right away I sat up and he was there again and I just keep coming up with a loss of words. Later that day the curtain would brush like someone walked through it and I thought I seen him twice in the kitchen but that was only that day I have seen it other days. But he is getting a little more open everyday that he is there. Makes me wonder for what could that be?
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