Ghost Stories

Shadow Man

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I'm not sure if it's the hat man or a shadow creature or what, but for a while there was this thing that lived in the corner of my living room. Let me preface this by saying my mom is, as much as the skeptical side of me wants to say it's BS,. Like she has had crazy f***ing experiences (broke a statue with meditation, spoke to her therapists dead parents and told him extremely intimate details of his life while in a trance, screamed in a demonic, not-her kind of voice while sleeping after an intense encounter with an evil person), and while I am not at her level I have inherited some of her empathic sort of traits. 

I was working in this super old, shitty restaurant that had a really bad aura about it about two years ago. Everyone could feel it in the kitchen. Although this presence would expose itself to other people, opening cabinet doors, etc., it really took a liking to me. Well, I say that, but initially a friend of mine who worked there started having intense bouts of sleep paralysis and would see this shadowy figure watching her and her son while the Old Hag sat on her chest and strangled her. After a couple of weeks of this, things cleared up. But when I was at work, I would always feel like something was right behind me all of the time while I was prepping, especially early in the morning. Like breathing down my neck, and for some reason I always felt like it wanted me to know it was dangerous and there.

My girlfriend at the time also worked there. She was a really perceptive, witchy kind of woman who knew about these sorts of things. One day she said she noticed it felt like work had cleared up. Other people agreed. It was a really stark difference.

When I went home later and turned off all the lights, I felt this weird, being-watched feeling. And then I saw it-- 6 or 7 feet tall, an unclear sort of shadowy outline emerging from/ bathed in the dark, red eyes, big ol' goofy grin on it's face with sharp teeth, staring fucking daggers. It's hard to explain, but I didn't see this thing, I "saw" it, you know what I mean? Like I could tell it was there, I knew what it looked like and I knew it wanted to hurt me. For some reason, though, I could also feel it was confined to that corner. That was comforting, but I just always wanted to avoid that corner... which was right next to the fucking lamp. And this corner was visible from just about everywhere in my apartment.

For several months, I would turn of the light and get this terrifying flash of the creature. I started getting legitimately scared of the dark. I could see it's outline, smile, feel it's stare and menacing energy, and even though I knew it could only stare I would run as fast as I could to my bed and jump from 8 fucking feet away like a 5 year old so that nothing could grab my feet. This period of time was also accompanied by a lot of bad luck. I even moved my bed so I could avoid the line of vision and feel less watched to death. My ex, the witch, didn't feel it, but took my feelings very seriously.

After a trillion sage sticks and some time (about 4-5 months in all), it went away. I'm not sure exactly when, but it was a few months ago. I just sort of stopped noticing it. My luck got a lot better and things have turned around. I hesitated to even google it because I didn't want to open my mind back up to it, but my curiosity got the better of me.

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