The Shadow Man

I feel like it’s time to tell the story I’ve never told anyone and see if anyone else has seen him or if it was just me. who knows maybe someone out there will know something about him and can explain why I was targeted by this shadow man. For starters I am a female in my early 20’s this happened almost 13 years ago when I was 11 as a child I was delighted by the thought of ghosts and liked knowing that if a loved one passed that would be around me iv had countless encounters with the Supernatural. I’ve seen my grandmother, grandfather, godfather, my cousin who committed suicide and other spirits who are just pass through how ever me seeing them didn’t start till we moved the house we moved into was just down the block from our old house. These houses were built on land that used to be an old swamp where countless people were killed /had accidents or committed suicide.. I know such a lovely place to build..let’s jump to a week after we were finally all moved in when I started to feel uncomfortable being left alone for more than a few minutes at a time I felt like I always had eyes on me and like someone was always behind me breathing on my neck when no one was around and my room was 10 times worse than any other room in the house I have never felt comfortable in there at any point unless I had someone with me. I always felt as if I was being watched by something I couldn’t see but I could feel it around me I would have horrible nightmares of me being chased by something invisible that wanted to harm me and no matter where I went or where I would hide he would always find me. I would always wake up before he could do anything but I would always see his hands extended like he was going to strangle me. I then started sleeping in bed with my mother and the dreams stopped I slept in her bed for 2 weeks then one night she told me I had to sleep in my own bed and that everything was going to be alright I begged and pleaded for her not to make me go into my room but she told me I was just being silly and that nothing was in there that would hurt me so she tucked me in sat beside me and patted my back till I fell asleep.. That’s when the dream started I was running in the forest away from this shadow man he wasn’t invisible anymore He was around 5″11 with a medium build wearing a long black trench coat, an all black Panama hat and heavy sounding boots I couldn’t see his face or anything other than this shadow of a man coming after me a d wanting to hurt me everytime I tried to stop and hide he would appear right behind me or in front of me forcing me to change directions which led me to the edge of a cliff and I woke up in a cold sweat heart racing and needing to get out of my room so I crawled into bed with my mother I was about to close my eyes when I saw him. He was walking down the hall towards her room and stopped in the doorway staring at me then he began to walk slowly but swiftly towards me and I just laid there frozen in fear as this shadow man was standing over me now I shut my eyes waiting for something to happen when I thought it was over I opened my eyes to see him beside the bed leaning over me with his hands out like he was going to strangle me I couldn’t scream I couldn’t move so I just laid there praying for my life and watched as this shadow vanished into thin air I never saw him again after that night but after my 22nd birthday in the corner of my room behind my bedroom door there has been this dark shadow that just watches me.


The Figure

Well… this story is going to sound crazy. I’m now 13 and this happened about 2 years ago. It was the peak of summer and my step sister, Abby, and her best friend, Amy, were over. They were about 13 or 14 at the time and I was about 11. We were all hanging out at about 9:30 at night, just being bored so we then decided to take a walk. We grabbed a flashlight and our phones, then told our parents we’re going for a “nighttime adventure” of a sort. I live on about 5 acres of woods and about 3 of which contain swamp. Behind my house goes down a hill, to the left is the road and to the right is more woods and neighbors. We walked behind our house for a ways then decided to go out to the road, which by the way is a quiet dirt road. Towards the end of the road it dead ends, then there’s a small trail leading about a quarter of a mile out to a nearby river. We were almost to the end of the dead end when Abby started singing the National Anthem. Being the annoying little sister I am I kept singing random parts really loud and obnoxiously just to mess her up and make her mad. Long story short she started laughing and started to chase me. I ran and darted around a trash can but as I did so I saw a tall figure with a white face standing about 3 feet away from the trail. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, I just thought it was a glare from the flashlight or something. Amy was still recording at the time and looked over at us harshly and told us to shut up. Abby and I have her a confused look and asked why. She said “Do you guys see that?” My heart sank when she pointed to the tall, white-faced figure just standing there, staring at us. We walked about 2 feet closer to it, then Abby’s phone started acting up and freezing. We were kinda freaked out at this point but nothing that would cause us to turn and bolt home. My house was about a third of a mile away from where we were so if we ran it’d be a long shot. If we took the road we’d have to run up a hill and go down my long driveway, and jump the fence surrounding my house. Yet, we still wanted to see what that thing was. After we took another step forward the figure took a step and our flashlight flickered off. Abby, who was holding it, was trying to get it to work but nothing happened. At this point we were done so we turned and bolted up the hill. We stopped at the beginning of my driveway and turned. Our flashlight turned back on and we turned to see nothing. Amy, STILL RECORDING, walked about 20 feet down the hill and then stopped dead in her tracks. She then turned and yelled run. We ran al the way into my house where our parents were, looking at us concerned. We told them what we saw and they brushed it off thinking we were imaginging things. I will never forget that day, and that video is still on YouTube till this day. That was one of the most terrifying experiences of my life. I just wish I knew what we saw that day… and to everyone who likes to explore the woods at night, in Northern Michigan… be careful. The photo is us now. Amy’s on the far left, Abby’s in the middle, and I’m on the right. They aren’t very tall, as you can tell. I’m sure glad we’re still here because if we waited, who knows what would’ve happened to us.


The Swamp Dinosaur

Sometimes you see things that just can’t be explained, and maybe they shouldn’t be.

A few years ago, when I was sixteen, I used to live in Louisiana, on the Red River to be exact. As an avid fisherman, I would make daily trips to my usual fishing spots to see if I could hook into a big catfish. One day in late summer, I decided to pay a visit to my favorite spot as a way to keep my mind off of the ton of homework I would have to start doing in just a few days. It was just a couple miles’ walk from my house out in the country.

My favorite place to go fishing was sketchy to say the least. Most of my normal targets were ponds, but this one was different. It was a swamp, just exactly like the ones they depict in the movies. Alligators, muskrats, and possums were not abnormal sights out there, and I liked how secluded the swamp was, like it had gone untouched by civilization for thousands of years.


What was in the tree

This is a true story even if no one believes me I am from a southern African country called Botswana and I leave close to the Okavango swamp lands.

Their is a lot of small islands that people camp.when I was about 10 my dad my uncle and my self where going on a campaign trip to a island that we gave the name butterfly island now this is not where the incounter the creator it was on the way to the island when we saw a island that looked nice to have lunch on so after we eat lunch my dad and uncle desided to stay the fisrts night there this made me happy as I could explore.


My haunted childhood home

What I am about to share with you are a few paranormal occurrences that happened to me growing up in my childhood home.

I have told very few people about this, but it has been weighing on me for years.


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