Hello. It’s my first time submitting a story here. In advance sorry for my english. So let’s get into it.
I live in Poland. Let me start by saying my parents divorced when I was around 4 or 5 years old so I don’t remember much, but my father was always good to me. I am his only child after all. To this day we have great relations with each other. I have a sister but she’s older than me and she was born from a different father, my dad raised her as his own daughter.
My father worked and still does work in Germany as a construction worker. When I was 10 and my sister was 18 we visited him for the first time. It was amazing trip.
The second time I visited him alone, I was around 14-15 years old and he was living in a different german city with his new family. He met Monika (she was also polish like us) and at the time she was divorced and had 3 children of her own. Dominik who was the youngest, Patricia – the middle child and Eveline – she was 18. They also had a big boy cat that was all black. His name was Lenart. They all got along well and were like one big family. I was happy for my father because they all were really sweet and caring people. I got along with them too!
They were living in a two story house so naturally I got to sleep in the bedroom on the second floor. It wasn’t a big room but for me it was okay especially because it had a big balcony from which you could watch the stars just perfect. Let me space the things iside the room for you.
When you got into the room to your left would be small table with tv on it, next would be work desk with a chair and then next to it a balcony door. In front of you would be a big closet and then the bed. That was all.
The last night I was staying there Eveline decided to sleep with me so we could watch movies together. I was happy. The cat stayed with us in the room. And let me tell you, he was the type to stay in one room all nigh and be calm and quiet like no cat I know.
Back to the story, we closed the door and Eveline and I got to sleep around 10:20 PM after getting tired of looking at bright tv screen for over few hours. Lenart was with us, sleeping soundly at the bottom of the bed.
I remember that at some time at night I woke up feeling really scared, at that time the cat was clawing at the door and meowing in distress to let him out which was really weird for him to do. As I mentioned he was really calm animal.
I sat up but immedietly regretted it. For the few seconds I sat there in total darkness I saw someone standing by the desk. I will never forget the dread I felt at that moment. It was tall, all black, human shaped figure. I heard of shadow people before and I even saw one before, but that time it was even scarier. I jumped under the blanked breathing rapidly as I tried to wake my step-sister.
– ‘Eveline, Eveline wake up. There is someone in the room’ – I whispered.
When she finally woke up she whispered back to me – ‘No, it’s only a cat’ – she got up as she said that but her regret was even bigger than mine. She dove under the blanked with me and started crying.
– ‘Omg, I saw it, I saw it.’
After that we both didn’t remembered much as we hugged ourselves for comfort. We woke up the next day and we both freaked out about what happened at night. We also asked everybody if they were checking on us at night and they said they didn’t, also this shadow thing didn’t looked like any of the people that were at home at that time. We also considered someone breaking in by the balcony but the balcony door was loud so we would have heard it.
It was the scariest night of my life. We both saw it, the cat freaked out like he never does. It was scary af. I’m 20 now and I hope I will never see this thing again also I think… I WILL NEVER FORGET THIS.