UFO Sighting

Let me just start off by saying that this didn’t happen to me, but it happened to my father. I won’t reveal his name for privacy reasons. My Dad barely remembers this moment since this happened over 2 decades ago. Well, here goes.

It was 1995 and my Dad was out with his friend in the middle of the night. My Dad was around probably 18 or 19 but I don’t remember how old his friend was. So they were driving in the middle of the night on their way home, I think they had gotten done partying. As they were driving down the road, they noticed something in the sky. When my Dad looked towards the sky, he noticed it was red lights. His friend stopped the car and they focused on the lights, when they examined, it looked to be an outline of a circle.

They got out of the car and focused their eyes on the lights, it was a few distances away from them. It didn’t seem to do anything though. My Dad knew it wasn’t any type of radio tower, he turned to look at his friend, but when they looked back at the lights…. they were gone. My Dad and his friends looked at each other for no more than a second, there was no way something like that could disappear that quickly.

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Did I encounter death?

This is an experince that happened back to back on different occations so I will keep this story short.

This taken place last year of 2017 in the winter time in Western PA, thirty minutes out of Indiana township. I was with my ex boyfriend during the time at 1 am to grab something to eat up at the local gas station in his town. I am a baby in the cold and didn’t wish to go not only because of mention of before but something in my gut said to not go out. But, if I didn’t go this encounter wouldn’t have happened.

Walking ourselves out into the bitter cold with ice and heavy snow fall, the mile walk going to wasn’t bad, it was when we were coming back was when the encounter happened.
Walking back, the snow begun to pour down heavily so it was making it hard to see but out of the corner of my eye I saw a small blue glow on the bridge. Turning over to see if, allowing my ex to go on a head, my eyes widen to my shock to see a grey cloaked figure of an old man. He was fairly tall about 5’8, a long thin beard that was touching his the tip of his upper stomach. In his hands he held a walking stick with the top curved so that a old fashion lantern with a blueish green glowing flame illuminated from it. I couldn’t see his eyes due to the hood shadowing over them but I knew he was looking directly at me.
” It’s not your time yet, my child. Go home.” the old man spoke calmly but bold with an ethereal tone in his voice. Following his words I begun to hurry to catch up with my boyfriend, but that wasn’t the end of it as I looked over my shoulder he was following us. From where I had seen him it was a five minute walk from that area to my ex’s house and he was following us all the way straight to my ex’s front door when we walked in. I turned and watched from the window seeing the man, his eyes still covered by the hood as we watched each other before he turned himself around and walked off.

The second time I had seen him wasn’t as fierce as it was before as I saw him both in the day time and night time on the same day just at different times, still standing on that bridge.

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15 Hours In Gettysburg

15 Hours In Gettysburg
By: Josh
When I was very little, I had become fascinated with the supernatural. It all began with a little book called “Ghosts Of Gettysburg” which sparked my love for investigating the unknown. Since then; I’ve had quite a lot of experiences relating to the supernatural. From up in my dads hotel, to being stalked by from what I believe is to be a Wendigo, and of course Savannah which I have only a limited few things to talk of there, but the stuff I had witnessed would be engraved in the back of my mind for years to come. The place where I always leave with a new experience would have to be the town of Gettysburg. I’ve always left that town with something new that I had been through, supernatural wise of course. But it wouldn’t be until last week when I had over a dozen things happen to me in one night. Proving that there is an other side.
So here’s what happened; it began as the sun set over the battlefield and we drove through the darkening town of Gettysburg and we decided to check in to our hotel immediately so we can get right into investigating. We get into the hotel we check in, and the first thing that I began to notice was not only that the hotel was eerily quiet but the rightmost elevator would always be opened every time I enter the hotel, but it would be empty. However I’ll get back to that later it just felt, off putting. So after we get checked in we drive back over to the town now engulfed into a black sky, and the only things keeping it lit was the Christmas decorations strung all throughout the town, which put a very cheery vibe to it. I suggested to my mom and sister that we should dine at a place called, The Dobbin House one of the very first Underground Railroad sites in the north.
When I went there three years prior I had an interesting experience in the bathroom. So I was there with my father, a guy who would laugh at me if I told him what I saw, but when I went to the bathroom I swear it out of the corner of my eye I saw a union soldier standing in the corner, musket and all. I turn to look but as quickly as I saw it, it was gone. But there did seem to be a chill crawling down my spine as I used the restroom, like a “someone is watching me” kind of chill. So I made my way out as quickly as possible. Fast forward to the present I’m ready to see this soldier again and prepared for anything that comes my way. We make reservations at the Dobbin house and go down towards “Gettysburg Ghost Tours” which is the best ghost tour business in the town and I highly recommend you check it out to get in on the scoop of the haunted locations to visit. We make a reservation there for the nine o’clock war hospitals tour which we’ll get to that shortly, but I want to discuss what happened first back at the Dobbin House.
We all three go back inside as we wait for our table to be ready and I decide to go into the gift shop to see if I can find some ghostly souvenirs to bring back to my friends. As I walk in my mom and sis follow, from then I begin to feel nauseous as I move further back into the gift shop. A dizzy, heavy feeling that almost pulled me to the ground. But you could just write it off as me being silly or I’m just getting sick. But my mom and sister had the same feeling and I didn’t even mention it to them that I felt weird. My sister had to have the worst experience since she looked as though if she had the flu. She was pale and extremely clammy and I had to escort her outside. After we had calmed down about the whole affair we went back inside to wait for our table. So while we were in the waiting there was another dining hall that was closed for the night but the public could walk through and see the beautiful historic restaurant that sat in the lobby next to the gift shop. But what threw me into a paranormal frenzy was when one of the lights were being tampered with on the ceiling. At first you could say oh yeah probably just a dying lightbulb, but when the light goes off for five minutes and then when you look back and it’s on again I think you’d raise an eyebrow too. But that’s about all I experienced in The Dobbin House; sadly the union soldier didn’t want to say hello to me again which made me just a teeny bit upset but the rest of the night made up for it. The dinner was fascinating and my sister attempted a candle seance, but didn’t work out. We toured the rest of the house after supper then made our way uptown to the museum of haunted artifacts where our tour would begin.
I see the many houses I had been to when I was little, including some familiar looking restaurants where I remember feeling odd at each of them. We arrive at the museum where we were greeted by our tour guide Ginger. I had her on my previous trip and she was awesome. Just so you know she’s probably the best tour guide in all of Gettysburg, not only has she had her own experiences, she embraces it all. I mean I would too if I was living in possibly the most haunted town in the country. So our tour begins and we pass by the house I stayed in the previous trip which is right next to one of the most haunted houses in the town, kind of funny to me. So here we are we go on the tour, she explains some of the things that you’ll notice in Gettysburg. It was a full moon too so she said that night would be very active. Taking pictures you’ll see orbs and if taking a picture of a cannon you’ll see either a shadow figure or smoke enveloped around the cannon or maybe even both. She also said that the town has a police code for ghost activity called, the “1863” which I get a kick out of every time it’s told. I even talked to Ginger about the incident I had experienced at the Dobbin House and she told me that I’ll happen a lot there.
So we took pictures enjoyed the tour, won’t give off too many spoilers if you’re interested but the last thing that stood out to me was that she said and I’m paraphrasing, “Around the battlefield at night you’ll see a lot of apparitions, footsteps, and even the sound of guns going off. But the smell will stick out the most. Usually it’s sulfur from the gunpowder, pure tobacco not cigarettes but rich strong tobacco, and campfires.” Now the campfire could be easily ruled out, I’d debunk too if she didn’t say that no fires are permitted to be lit on or near the battlefield due to it being a national park reserve. So make sure you keep those things in mind as my experience progresses over the next few hours. We leave town and begin to go to the battlefield after tour, when my mom noticed she had caught something over by the old jail house, which was a pure blue orb. I said it might have been a light interference until I noticed the pictures that she took had the thing moving across the screen. It wasn’t the only picture either, we had several others with more blue orbs around the area but then again they could’ve just been light interference which I had told her.
But of course she was very proud of what she had caught. The one that got me was the face peering through a window in the hospital house right across from the jail house which got me in legitimate chills. So now we’re headed to the battlefield it’s ten and the place is already close to the public but some areas permit driving through. As we get closer and closer to the battlefield, the fog gets continuously heavier, until we’re blinded by it when we arrive at the battlefield, scaring my mother so much because she feared to get into accident, but I convince her to drop me off at the edge of the road so I can walk down for five minutes. She agreed and there I was, in the dark, barely able to see with the heavy fog. I walk down the little hill slowly towards my mom who sat at the end of the road that came to a turn out back onto the Main Street that’ll take you back into town. I began to whistle some civil war shanty’s as I marched down, and stopped when a tree branch snapped. I turn sharply to the origin of the noise, but was then distracted by indistinct chatter coming from within the trees. Sure it could’ve been teenagers like me, only pranking a tourist but you’d probably hear laughing or phone flashlights fluttering in the dark as they ran away in gleeful delight that they’re messing with an idiot like myself. But this was whispering in a much more serious fashion, it was two men for sure with heavy southern accents. But it was only for like five seconds when it was cut off by some rustling coming from the woods.
However I stayed my ground asking for them to show themselves and if they wanted to communicate now would be the perfect opportunity. After awhile I didn’t want to keep my mom waiting so I went back to her and got in the car. We drove up the same stretch of road again so we could turn around, something happened though that peaked are interests. The heavy fog was gone, the area was completely clear from it. Goosebumps raised up on my arms. Chills creeping in every bone in my body. We drove through the battlefield as the thick fog began to envelope again.
Mom getting freaked out again came to the conclusion to leave the battlefield. We parked in another turn out and she turned off the car and rolled down the windows so I can hear for anything on the battlefield. Just a minute goes by when I hear a loud pop in the distance. A gun pop. It only got crazier from there, movement was then heard followed by from what I believe to be a shadow person, Which may have been a statue. But it wasn’t there the next morning. My mom was getting tired and wanted to go back to the hotel, so far I was already satisfied with what I went through, But as we drove back towards the hotel, I began to smell; Sulfur. I was in shock. I immediately rolled down my window and began to smell campfires. Then the real kicker was tobacco, pure tobacco. I swear on my life that this was true. I smelt all three scents in a matter of seconds. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t.
We arrived back at the hotel and I had to tell my friends. I facetime my friend and his sister. Who are stunned to hear about all the things I experienced. I told them that I’d be going back to the battlefield, at dawn, and they requested for me to record it. In which I did. But what creeped me out was when I entered the elevator. It was left opened again. The doors closed behind me and I pressed the button to my floor. I lost connection in seconds and my battery dies. My phone battery was at fifty percent one minute prior and now it’s at two.
I go in the room and charge my phone and went to get some sleep so we can go at dawn. But there was this ever present feeling that I was being watched. Maybe because Gettysburg got me all up into a freaked out panic or something followed us or something was already here. We were a mile out from the battlefield, but I’m sure there were shootouts in this tiny little area. Maybe with like a small company.
But I didn’t feel alone that night in the room. Things escalated the next morning when the early dawn shined below the horizon. After a tedious wait to go, we finally drive over to Devil’s Den. This is a rock formation on the battlefield that the 1st Texas Company had upheld during one of the three days. I was dropped off and began my filming. Five minutes in is when I see a solid white figure disappear behind a rock. If you actually watch the video, you’ll hear me beating myself up about it, that I didn’t capture on tape.
I made two EVP sessions; one down in Devil’s Den and the other up on Little Round Top, which I hiked all the way up. I didn’t hear anything, but on tape it’s a different story. While hiking up, I started singing the “Bonnie Blue Flag”, a confederate shanty that they sang on the way to battle. Looking back on the film with the two friends I had talked with earlier the previous night, we heard indistinct humming several times on the video. It’s crazy, and we may have even caught something movie across the camera, it was transparent but quick
I reach Little Round Top and began my EVP session in the monument. The monument is like a castle that ascends up a spiraling staircase. It felt sad and heavy there. Every now and then I hear movement on the battlefield, most of the time it was just a squirrel but some sounded like footsteps marching across. You also can’t walk on the battlefield as it the National Park wants it preserved. But as my mother came to collect me. I heard something that was caught on the last video I filmed at the site. I heard it. It was gun shot, very close, very loud, and it sent a chill down my spine.
I was picked up at Little Round Top, and my mother asked me what happened. Before I could explain, my sister comes up to me with her phone. She asked if this picture looked different to me. I took a look and it was a cannon with a cloud of smoke surrounding it. At first I passed it off as just fog but then I swiped back and it was the same picture, only taken a second before with nothing.
Now I’m not trying to convince you in anyway. But this was very strange. Every time I go to Gettysburg, something happens either nonchalantly or extremely blatant. There are so many sightings and experiences that It would be hard not to believe. With reenactments being seen and later being told that there was no reenactment schedule. People being given authentic civil war bullets by a man with a heavy dixie accent, and then just vanishing into thin air. The tour guide for ghost tour losing something and having mysteriously returned in her drawer that she knew that she had already went through three months prior.
I mean I could go all day about my own and other peoples experiences in the bloodiest town in America. You just have to be brave enough to embrace the horrors that once thrived here 155 years ago. The air here is heavy, the sounds echo into the night, the smell of gunpowder and pure chewing tobacco will overwhelm you. It’s a place teeming with all sorts of activity. I just thought I figured, I should share this to the public. So the next time you find yourself in Pennsylvania book a room in the most haunted town in America…

The Black figure with friends

So this happen to me about 8 years ago and I’ll never forget this if I live to be 100. Now a little background on myself, I grew up in a small government built house for low income families. It wasn’t much but it was home. Not much ever happened there other then if you woke up early enough you could here voices coming from the living room. It wasn’t clear enough to make out what they said but loud enough for me to think it was my mom watching TV all though it rarely ever was.

We stayed there till I was 15 until we moved to a nice house where some weird things happened, however the story I’m going to tell you happen 7 years later when I attempted to get to know a father that left us when I was 3. I was sleeping in the living room on the couch when I woke up in the middle of the night but I couldn’t move anything other then my eyes and my head a little bit. Now I know what your thinking but no I don’t think it was sleep paralysis because the way I felt doesn’t fit the definition. I felt drained like all the energy in my body was drained like I was stuck in a wet sauna for hours. My hands where stuck in a position like the way a stereotypical vampire sleeps in a coffin. I was probably stuck like this for 10 of 15 minutes before I snapped out of it. The entire time I laid there I felt as of I wasn’t alone like someone was in the corner of the room staring at me. When I finally came out of it my arms where in the same position but I think much of it and went back to sleep.

A few months later I got my own place down the road from my dad’s. It was small but mine till the lease was up. Well one night I feel asleep on my couch and once again I awoke with my arms crossed feeling completely drain and like someone was in the room, just like last time. However, this time was a bit more terrifying then the last time. At first I thought “Oh this shit again, why is this happening?” And then that’s when I noticed something in the corner of my eye across the room by my front door. It wasn’t easy but I turned my head to get a better look, it looked black like extremely dark and it moved like a fire in slow motion. It was about size of a basketball maybe a little bigger. Then it suddenly disappeared. At this point I’m beginning to freak out asking myself, “What the hell is going on, what was that thing, and where the fuck did it go?!” After a minute of freaking out I felt as if it was behind me, so I mustard up the strength and in a hard to describe position I look over the arm of the couch and there it was again in my hallway but this time it was at least twice the size. Now I freaking out even more I cant figure out what’s going on or what that thing is. I wasn’t able to hold myself up anymore and I laid back on the couch. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!!” Is all I could think when I looked to my side and there it was right next to my couch, now in a full human like shape. I say human like because I could now see arms legs and a head however ita entire body was on fire yet still black as night. Unable to move all I could do was stare that this thing for a good 15-20 seconds when it lifted up its hand and pointed directly at me as if it was challenging me or something. Well me being mister tough guy, i took all my strength, everything I had and I stood on my feet and raise my hands and said ” Ok bitch you want to go then let’s go!” I stood there staring at this thing thinking ‘I don’t know how I’m going to fight this thing but I’m not gonna go down without a fight.’ Just as I was thinking this the figure slowly began to fade away. After it fully vanished I lost strength in my legs and half way on the couch and half way on the floor. I laid there like this for a minute praying that I’m asleep and that I’ll wake up and just be laying on my couch. All I remember after that is waking up in the same position, half way on and off the couch. Realizing it wasn’t a dream I went to work an told some people about this and of course everyone chalked it up to sleep paralysis.

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Billy

It all started when a little girl let’s call her Lisa loved going into the attic she tried to read she looked for a good book behind the bookshelf was a doll named billy she took the doll she played with it all day it was school she left the doll on her bed
Suddenly the light turned off the doll said bring me to school Lisa said I can’t the doll got mad BRING ME TO SCHOOL ok ok Lisa said I t resess Lisa played with her someone named Jessica kicked the doll over the doll started crying blood Lisa got mad she kicked Jessica when school was over in the night in a random room the doll summoned Jessica and killed her the next day it was Saturday no school Lisa walked into the kitchen her dad hit her and slapped her in the night again her dad died her mom burned the doll the doll came back to life of the end

My Glitch in the Matrix

When this happened, I was in kindergarten in Pennsylvania of the United States. So, I was five year old. I’m now 20, but I still remember this event very clearly and swear it was not a dream. It all happened at my elementary school, at the end of lunch time.

The way my school cafeteria worked was that you’d go and take your tray up to a small open window for the lunch ladies working there to take the plates and silver wear form you. Then you’d go down to the other side of the window and dump all the garbage then set the tray down in a stack.

Even as very young kids, we did this regularly and knew what to do. So, near the very end of lunch I took my tray up, saying ‘hello’ to one of the lunch ladies; she was my one friend’s mom. But, as I set the tray down and then turned to go back to my table for remaining time before line-up, every noise in the large cafeteria suddenly silenced.

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My Demonic Awakening

Allow me to start with this, my spirit name given is Zakarias Redwulf. I’ve been obsessed with this name since I could speak. I am what is considered to be spiritually sensitive whenever it comes to sensing and interacting with anything otherworldly, sometimes even animals. The story takes place when I was in 10th grade, but let me give some backstory. When I was 2 years old, I slept in the same room as my older brother. It’s crazy that I even remember this, but I was having trouble sleeping. Eventually I lulled off and started dreaming. In my dream, I was on the moon running, jumping, and flying in the freedom of no gravity. Out of nowhere, I’m grabbed by the back of the neck and I feel claws and fiery breath on my neck. It was excruciating. I was turned around and faced with a demon. Demons are much more terrifying than anything the media or basic art can ever construct. It told me that “My reign was over…” after which he threw me, with great force, towards the earth. As I was about to collide with the ground, I awoke to the bedroom’s ceiling fan directly in front of my face. I screamed as loud as I could waking up my parents and brother. My brother saw me floating, screamed, and saw me fall 10 feet from the ceiling to the bed. He has since forgotten about this, so did our parents. Fast forwarding through life, I started only having hyper realistic dreams when I was 5 years old to the point that all my senses were active in the dreams, including pain receptors. I had a recurring dream about a war with angels and demons together against who I will simply call “the dark ones”. This dream happened up until I met my best friend and spirit brother. I’ll call him J. After we met, we talked constantly about how we’re would have the exact same dreams if not similar. More than that though, we talked about our physical experiences with these entities. Now, on to the 10th grade! I was sitting at home in my room at my laptop. I was working on a school assignment when I heard a deep growl. Now me being an oblivious fat kid, I just wrote it off as my stomach giving me crap for not feeding it. Then the lights shut down and I heard a cackle like, deep, demented, distorted laugh. Right after, my lights went off and on 3 times. My ankle started to burn. I looked down and saw my ankle had a “hand” print around it, but it wasn’t human like. It had 3 fingers total and had claws. I was then thrown from my chair at my desk to my bedroom door over 8 feet away through the air. Now me being the tough 10th grader I was, i did the manliest thing i could. I ran screaming for my mommy. I got down the stairs and i was crying my eyes out. I felt that same heat from when i was 2 and i looked up into the livingroom window’s reflection, and saw a demon easily 10 feet tall and he roared. I screamed and cried harder beginning for my mother’s embrace. My mom came out from her room and frantically grabbed me and held me. She asked what was wrong and I showed her my leg. She was scared, there was a perfect imprint of the hand. She held me tighter. She looked up and I could tell she looked into the window. I felt her go cold and shake uncontrollably. I asked what was wrong, she said to not worry about it and that god would protect us, especially me. That left me with more chills than anything. Take my advice, never affiliate yourself with demons, can’t kill them unless you use a blessed weapon. This was my day of awakening.

Did you feel that?

This is a true story.

When I was 12-14 years old I had a really good friend (let’s call her Kay) who’s house I used to stay at a lot, she lived in the same suburb as me so it was really convenient.

We used to stay up late and watch movies and YouTube videos, as well as scroll through social media, just the usual things we did at that age.

After staying there multiple times and knowing her for quite a while I started noticing strange things that she would do. I should mention first that she had a hole in the wall behind the door of her bedroom, which made me a bit uneasy, but I never really thought anything of it. Until a few strange things started happening. Every now and then during mid sentence she’d stop and stare at the hole in the wall and start giggling like a child (she had a really soft childish voice to begin with) and saying weird things really softly, so I could hardly hear her. Sometimes I would hear a few words like ‘shes my friend’ or ‘hehehe she’s back’. It was a bit creepy but at the time I just thought she was weird (because the truth is she was a really strange girl). Once she was giggling at the hole she stopped and her face went blank and dead serious, she stood up and grabbed a blanket and shoved it in the hole, she turned to me and said ‘I don’t want her to come out today’ and went on with the rest of her day.

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The girl in the window

This is not a story. This is simply a summary of what I experienced. But I don’t think a few words can do justice to the fear I felt on that night. Still let me give it a shot. I live in the city of Calcutta in India. Calcutta is one of the oldest cities in the country and it’s heart still beats strong with its vibrant citizens. This is the reason why it is popularly known as the City of Joy.

Although you can find hundreds of people and cars at any corner of Calcutta, on the night of Kali Puja, everyone seems to disappear…no not literally. Kali puja is a celebration of the Hindu Goddess Kali, destroyer of evil forces. Throughout the rest of India, the festival is known as Diwali and is celebrated mostly on the month of November every year. But in my city we worship the Goddess all night long with our families and a lot of fireworks and I mean a lot. As we celebrate the night with our families at home, the streets become almost completely empty with barely a soul visible especially after midnight. And with good reason. As it is celebrated on the night of new moon, Hindus believe that spirits and demons become stronger on this night. The reason I am telling you all this is important as you need to understand what the night means.

Anyways, let’s get back to my “story”. This happened in the year 2003 (or may be 2004). As it happened a long time ago, my memory may be a bit fuzzy, but I still remember it like a nightmare I saw last night. I was around 16 at that time and as a teenager with a lot of bad ideas, this night meant I could roam around the city all night without any adult supervision and do anything I want or at least anything my 16 year old mind could come up with. So I teamed up with my best friend Appu (not like The Simpsons character Apu) and decided to do something crazy that night. After spending time with our families, bursting some really cool fireworks and eating loads of sweets, we set out on our late night urban adventure. At first it seemed pretty boring, there wasn’t really anything to do. So we kept walking down the deserted road, talking about God knows what, with an occasional car passing us by. Realizing the night wasn’t going to turn out as cool as we dreamed of, we started doing some stupid shit, like ringing door bells and throwing fire crackers at random houses, jumping on top of parked cars, barking at stray dogs, stealing bulbs from street lights and other random crazy stuff that didn’t make any sense. After a few hours of this stupidity, we started getting hungry. So we decided to walk to a nearby temple of Goddess Kali where they offer Prasad, food offered to the Goddess, to all the devotees at around 4 in the morning. It was almost 3.30 am by now. So this seemed like a great idea.

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Lost in the Forest

When i was about 16 years old. I used to live near an old thick forest area. And forever i thought it was just an overgrown and thick wooded area. I never would have imagined of what was living in the brush. One night while i was alone at my house with my girlfriend at the time, who we will call, Lisa. Lisa had come over to hang out as we had planned for awhile to try and spend some alone time together. About an hour into the hang out we had been doing the usual Bf and Gf things, talk, watch a movie, cuddle, etc. When all of a sudden i got a sickening feeling that there was someone watching us. Or more like “something” was watching. I asked Lisa if she had felt anything off. She replied with a simple “No” with this i thought nothing of it. I just assumed i was maybe nervous as this was my first time being with my new girlfriend. About 10 min… pass. Out of nowhere i heard a strange “Boom” sound. I automatically knew it had come from behind the house. I then decided that this was my chance to show Lisa that i was a dude who could protect her. So i proceeded to go out the front door with my phone flashlight and see what had happened. As i got towards the back of the house, i saw that our soft sheet metal shed had a large dent in the side of it. It was around the size 0f a soccer ball. Almost like a kid had kicked a ball at it really hard. I didn’t really know what could have caused it, as it was almost midnight, with no one around and my nearest neighbor was about 5-6 blocks away. I then decided to just leave it as is and just go back inside. When i came back inside, Lisa had a look on her face like no other. Her face was pale, and had a pure look of fear and confusion. I asked what was wrong. She said that when i went to the back of the shed to investigate. she looked through the window and saw what she described a figure that was “Very tall, slim and looked it it was wearing a cloak” standing behind me. She said that every time i turned around it would move with my body and was out of my view of sight. And seemed to almost have movements that :seemed to glide.” This really freaked me out, as from what she described would have been in the every edge of the thick wooded area. I didn’t know what to think. Lisa decided to head home as it was very late and her parents had got mad at her for being out so late. After she left i was all alone. I decided to turn off everything in my house that produced sound so that i could hear everything that was going on outside. After almost 4 hours of sitting in the dark in my living room. I could see that the sun was about to start coming up. With that, all i heard was a voice say something that i will never forget. In a deep and echo filled voice i heard. “You are lucky to not have come outside again.”