Behind the mask

(I remember the first one I sent you And it wasn’t too good so I am doing it again for a more clear story) this was 3 years ago I am 16 now and this happened when I was 13. The story begins in the sun when I was home alone.

It was 9 at night so I got ready to go to bed so I got everything done and went to bed. An hour passed then I woke up to a breeze and I saw the window open so I thought I opened it in my sleep I am known for sleep walking so I shut the window and locked it and went back to bed and I shut my eyes.

After a couple of minutes I woke up to the sound of sliverware being moved around in the cabinet and wondering if I should go check it out or ignore it but curiosity took over and so I grabbed a flashlight and went to the kitchen and check all the cabinets but nothing was moved everything was in it’s place so I brushed it off and went to bed and about an hour later I felt something heavy lay down next to me on the bed and I turned over and saw nothing so I ignored it then it happened again but this time I felt a arm around me and I freaked so I grabbed the arm and jumped out of bed as fast I could and I will never forget what it or she looked like thanks for the bright moonlight through my window it had the physical looks of a girl who was wearing.

She was wearing a brown jacket, blue jeans, black boots and a white mask with big black eyes and black lips.

With her hood on her hair was flowing from the sides of the mask. She stood up and she was a lot taller than me. She looked like she was at least 17.

I ran from the room. Note I or my house didn’t have phones and I lived a little ways from any other houses. I ran to my dad’s room closet and hid on a shelf behind hanging clothes on the rack. I heard foot steps running around my house. Then they stopped in front of the closet door, I covered my mouth to slience my breathing. The door opened slowly to reveal the infiltraitor. She walked in and started to thrash clothes around. I was stupid to do this but I jumped out of my hiding place and turned to look at her and our eyes met. I slammed the door and put on my sandals and opened the front door and I ran down the street then hearing the front door open with force then hearing the pitty patter of feet behind me and closing in.

Then I felt something heavy land on top of me causing me to gasp for air then I feel a hand on my shoulder to turn me over onto my back I tried to swing my fist at her but she grabbed both of them and pinned them above my head, I struggled to break free but I grew tired and stopped fighting back then she put her free hand in her jacket pocket and pulled out a rag and covered my mouth and I started to feel drowsy then everything went black. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock.

I looked around finding my window wide open andy front door wide open as well I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and saw a black lipstick kiss on my cheek. It’s been 3 years but every time I had to go to bed and i locked everything thing.

And every once in awhile I hear a knock on my window.

The Bloody Eyes

This is a fictional story meaning this is not a true story.

One day I was just minding my own business washing the dishes and doing some chores. I was home alone at that day so I could do whatever I wanted in the house. My father, mother and sister went to some other town to meet my grandparents. I really didn’t want to go there so I insisted to stay home. They agreed and went to the other town. When I completed my chores I went to my room to play video games. While I was walking to my room, I had a sudden urge to look through the keyhole of my parents’ bedroom. I looked through it and was horrified to see just dark red. I opened the door to check if something is in the other side. Nothing! I looked through the keyhole from my parents’ bedroom and there was no red. I thought it was a trick of the eye but some moments later I heard breathing which was not mine. It was right behind me! I quickly turned and the breathing stopped.

I was sure that this was paranormal and silently went outside the room closed the door and went to my room. I was walking to my room when I heard something in my sister’s room. I went there to see my sister’s dolls IN FRONT OF THE DOOR. They had red eyes with blood coming out of their eyes. I sprinted into my room and locked my door. I heard banging and scratching in my door. Out if nowhere I heard my name being called out from behind me. I screamed and looked behind me and saw I huge man with bloody eyes. My flight or fight response kicked in and I punched it and my hand just went through it’s body. It had no features in it’s face except the eyes. The eyes were as huge as apples. It said “Come with me, I will take you to a better place”. I could not make out how it could speak as it had no mouth. I screamed “Any place is better than your hellhole!” to it. I began to say “In the Jesus, I command you to leave this place”. It slowly tried to put it’s hand around my neck but couldn’t. I told it to leave many times. I heard more scratching, banging and laughter outside my door. They were not just any laughter, they were children’s laughter. Then everything stopped at once. The huge man was gone and the noises outside the door stopped. I didn’t understand anything. I was so scared that I fainted. Later I woke up to hear banging outside my door. I asked “Who is it?” and got an answer saying “It’s us!”. It was my parents’ voice. I happily opened the door crying and I saw no one. I was freaking done. I screamed “If there is any spirit here, I command you to leave. I won’t repeat a second time. If you do anything again, I will make you leave out of MY house.” I heard the front door swing open and close. I was sure that any spirit in my house left and made a sign that it left. I heard the front door open and saw my parents and my sister. I ran to them crying and hugged my mother. She asked me “What happened? Why are you crying?”. I told everything to them and they didn’t buy it. They heard me shouting so they ran from the car to the door and found out it was not locked. I was sure that I locked it when they went. They also said that they got a call from the house number. They heard laughing and breathing from the phone. I swore that I didn’t call them but they thought that I was lying.

They didn’t believe until it happened to all of us. A week later after the incidence we were sitting in the living room, watching something in the T.V. We heard laughing from behind the sofa. I looked behind to see no one. I told my parents and sister that I heard the same thing a week ago. We heard banging in the windows and the T.V switched to the channel ‘666’. We saw the same huge man in the T.V I saw last week. I told my parents that I saw the same man last week. They now believed me and my mother started to chant something. The huge man screamed in terror and disappeared. The noises stopped and my mother told me that she was praying to god and she said “Protect us God! This demon has been scaring us since last week. It would be a great relief if you protected us from this demon”. She heard a very low voice say “You will never get rid of me. I am the Devil”. Then she heard “No! You will never get ri-” and the voice stopped. After this incident nothing scary happened.

I think that God actually helped us and got rid of the demon. I hope I will never see anything like this. Thank you!


When I was about thirteen years old, my mom and dad would leave me home alone a lot. I didn’t care. I would just play call of duty in my basement, maybe eat some junk food, you know, normal teen stuff. But one day, while I was eating popcorn and playing the first black ops(man I miss that game)and filming a youtube video(I had a camera filming me while I was playing the game.) I heard a knock at the door. My mom always reminded me to never open the door for anyone. So I just ignored it.

About 30 minutes later I completely forgot about the knock on the door. But all of the sudden, I hear the door creak open. I paused the game to listen for my mom to yell “Billy, i’m home!” Like she usually does, but this time, there was nothing. I didn’t do anything because I was a stupid teenager, and just started playing my game. About ten minutes later I heard the door open and close again. I just assumed it was my mom leaving the house for whatever reason.

I finished my game and I decided to take a quick nap. I really loved taking naps when I was young, it was a great way to just relax. About an hour into my nap, my phone woke me up. It was a text message from my mom. It read: “Hi Billy! I’ll be back home in 20 minutes!” I don’t remember much from that day, but I do remember the sheer horror. I could feel my blood go cold. Then I thought, “maybe it was her who opened and closed the door?” So I texted her back saying, “So that was you who got home and left just two hours ago?” I saw the little text bubble appear in the bottom left of the screen. Then I saw it disappear. Then I saw: “Billy hide” So I grabbed my knife in my dresser and hid in my closet. The I remembered, “didn’t the person leave the house?” And with that thought in my head, I ran out of my closet, and dialed 911 on the house phone. About ten minutes later, the police arrived.

I told them everything that happened. Then my mom showed up. The cops asked me if I could identify the person and I said no, because I didn’t see him. Oh, and I forgot to mention, nothing in the house was gone, so there was no proof someone was here. Then I thought every thing was over, because the police left and said that they were going to try to find the person. So I was editing the video of the camera that was filming me, I saw in the corner of the screen, where the staircase in my basement is, some footsteps were walking down it! I literally saw someone or something walk down my stairs. Then it stopped, once it noticed me. I got a good look at its face. It didn’t look like a person at all. Its eyes were crooked and it mouth looked like it was upside down. Its hair was like a mohawk. But the weird part was, its skin… it was black, but wavy. It’s hard to explain, it looked like it was made out of some liquid. It was truly horrifying. The thing stared at me for about 5 minutes then turned around and walked back up the stairs, without a single creak in the wood, which surprised me because the stairs were really creaky. I never showed this to the police… I know I know… stupid of me.

A couple knights later, I heard screams from my parents room and I ran in there with my knife and saw my parents, dead, hanging from the wall. Then I saw it… that… creature. It was about to jump out of my parents window. So I ran after it and rammed into it, therefore causing both of us to fall out of the window. In mid air, I started to stab it in the neck, next thing that I knew i’m laying on my front lawn. My neighbor was holding me up asking if I was alright. Then I started to scream and tug and yell “WHERE’S THAT DAMN THING!!” My neighbor was trying to calm me down asked, what thing? Then I yelled “the thing that killed my parents!!! The thing that I rammed out of the window!!!!!” My neighbor reassured me that I didn’t ram anything out the window. She saw everything happen. She saw me crash out the window and start stabbing myself. She was wrong, I…I…I just knew it! I saw the thing! Later the police arrived and saw my dead parents. They saw the knife in my hand. When they put all the pieces together… well… you know what happened. This was my first time I was allowed to type from the mental hospital… I KNOW 7 YEARS AND NOW I AM ALLOWED TO TYPE. Its stupid. No Everyone is stupid! I SAW THAT THING!! I SAW IT!!! Everyone in this stupid hospital are delusional! They should be the ones locked up in this hell hole! *sigh* The “doctors” are telling me that my time is up.  

I’ll see you soon …real soon… Weather you like it or not.

The Thing Behind The Door

I am only 12 years old, this event happened only a year ago. My family is only made out of my mom and my sister, so you can imagine how often I was left home alone. I was always able to feel presences, in fact my mom often has dreams about what will happen in the future.

I was in Colombia, in my mom’s house. When we first moved there, it felt like a pretty light energy around the house. Nothing dark, or “heavy”.

That was until around the third month, I was home alone, as always. But this time, it wasn’t normal. When I got home that day, I suddenly had a really bad headache. My dog never went into my room, even when we first got to that house, so it was pretty weird when I found him right in front of my bed, laying down.

My first thought, he must be enjoying the wind. But that’s when I realized, I never left my window open. For the next few hours, I slept on my bed with my dog by my side. When I woke up, I woke up to a black tall shadow of what it seemed like a man.

I froze when I realized he was right next to my door.

At first I thought it was all a dream, so I closed my eyes. But when I saw it standing still, right next to the door of the place I slept, in the house my whole family live in, I started panicking. My first reaction was to close my eyes and pray for it to go away. It didn’t happen.

Weeks pass by, and I can’t sleep anymore. The thing is still there, I don’t tell my mom or my sister because I’m afraid they might laugh at me and call me childish. I start having nightmares about this thing. The last nightmare I remember having is the house being dark, I had just woken up and felt dizzy.

My mom apparently wasn’t home yet, My sister and I were sleeping on her bed. But I saw a shadow, this time a girl, it looked like my sister. She was crying behind my sister’s door. I knew it wasn’t my sister because the shadow was completely dark, but there was still moonlight coming in. I felt like the shadow was crying because it was being tormented by another presence.

That’s when I knew, the man behind my door wanted to hurt me, and my family.

Many times I had tried to stand up to it, and tell him he wasn’t welcomed. But it only made him angrier, and angrier. I felt powerless, and weak because I wasn’t able to get him out of my life. Once I was home alone again, he would bang the doors, I would bang the glasses, and just tried to scare me.

I was already used to the fact that this presence might not leave my life ever. Until I got tired of it.

I stood up one day and not knowing what I was doing, I started screaming, telling him to stop and go fuck himself. I was tired of being harassed, and living in fear of what this creature might do to me. I did it for 3 days, and in the fourth day, I could finally sleep soundly. It was a horrifying experience. I don’t know what it was, or how I got rid of it, but even know, a year later, I still have nightmares, and sometimes I see him outside my backyard door. I know it’s him, I can tell.

It seems like no matter what I do, it follows me everywhere I go. Even if I move out of the country.

Doppelgänger Mum

When I was 11, my parents started trusting me to be home alone. I usually just watched YouTube and played games. One time, when alone in the house, I heard faint noises coming from the attic a floor above me. My brother and I had recently swapped rooms, so the entrance to the attic was no longer in my room. There was no particular noise, just a variation of scrapes and taps. But then I heard something that made my blood chill. An eerie whispering sound that echoed around the house. My dog Alfie must have heard it too, because the border terrier started barking furiously from the bottom of the stairs. I refused to go upstairs.

Later that same year, everyone was in the house. I was in my room, drawing when my door, previously shut, opened itself suddenly, then after waiting a few seconds, furiously slammed itself. I ran out of my room petrified, and told my mum what happened. She and my brother simply told me it was a breeze. I told them I agreed, but I knew that wasn’t possible. My door opens into my room, and my window wasn’t open anyway. I hadn’t felt a breeze and if if there were it wouldn’t have slammed my door anyway.

Then, after a few months of occasional freaky door slams, I was downstairs brushing my teeth, getting ready for bed. I was looking out the bathroom door, tiredly brushing my teeth when I saw my mum walk past her piano into the kitchen. Strange, I thought, mum is supposed to be upstairs with Lana. (Lana was my hamster.) I finished with my teeth and walked into the kitchen to see mum. She wasn’t there. It was impossible, I’d had my eyes on the door the whole time since she walked in! I’d clearly have heard if she opened the door to go outside. I ran upstairs to my room. Mum was sitting playing with Lana. “I just saw you downstairs?!” I questioned her. Mum looked confused and told me she was up here with my hamster.

I don’t know what I saw. Maybe it was a hallucination. But whatever it was, I believe a bit stronger in the paranormal now.