Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I am 18 now but I was 6 then and I remember it as if it was yesterday.

When I was little I lived in a small town called Livingston, the middle of no where Texas. Of course being at a young age I was scared of the dark, so I slept in my older sisters room with my older sister Trisha. I remember looking at the alarm clock after being awoken by a cold brush of wind on my face. It was 3:15… I stared at the clock for a very long time and for some reason it stood still as if time had been frozen. All of the sudden I heard pots and pans scrambling in the kitchen… not loud but loud enough to hear it from the room I was in. So me being the investigator that I was got up out of the bed and ran behind the couch in the living room. I sat staring into the kitchen, when I felt a hand on my shoulder… I looked back and caught myself from screaming when I realized it was my sister. She said she heard it too.

We both agreed to count to three then run to our parents room. 1. 2. 3. Then off we went faster than the freaking road runner all the way there. We woke up our dad and him being the man of the house he scurried out with a shotgun. My sister waited in the room with my mom, but me being the investigator that I was fallowed my dad. He searched the kitchen… searched the living room… bathrooms and stuff… then headed for the front door. I followed him outside.

Our house was built by my grandpa and had a huge deck that wrapped almost around the whole house, and by the front door were four stairs going down to a long narrow deck that led to the drive way. Anyway, my dad didn’t see anything and walked into the house not realizing I had went outside too. The door shut and I stared into the pitch black yard towards the driveway. I saw something inching and the closer it got the further back I moved… scared, terrified to even think to turn around and go for the door.

To this day I have no idea what I saw but it was my height… remember I was 6… with a head that was as big as a basketball… its eyes were red and its smile was ear to ear… a creepy smile… slowly moving itself up the deck… I couldn’t breath. I felt like the air had been sucked right out of me. It was a boney grayish creature, not normal at all. Finally I found it in me to turn around and banged on the door. Trisha opened it and I embraced her with the biggest hug. I felt instant relief as we closed the door I looked back out and it was gone.

This is a true story and I’ve seen this thing once after that when I was 8 but it was brief. I never seen it again after that. I described it the best I could and if any readers can help me figure out what it was or is… or have any information on who I could contact for help… please please feel free to share.

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