The Shadow People

I live in rural New England, a few miles from a very small town. Our area is mostly forest, and I live in a small clearing. Other than sparce crop fields, I am surrounded by forest.
For as long as I can remember, I have had a personal rule not to go into the forest on gloomy days. This is because when I was very young, on gloomy days, I could see people in the forest. They would hide behind trees and poke their heads out, watching me. I have never experienced a spirit trying to communicate with me. But I have always been watched. They terrified me.
It got to the point that, when I was eight years old, I refused to go outside for more than a few minutes at a time unless it was sunny- I was so scared of the shadow people. I saw many more strange occurrences, to which I will delve into later. But nobody believed what I was saying- I was but a child with an overactive imagination. Even I eventually accepted this as truth.
Until one dark afternoon.
We all have a witch phase; when I was twelve, I decided to become pagan. I ventured into the forest, unafraid, for I was convinced that nothing evil could possibly lie in a place so submerged in nature.
I was meditating by an old tree when I felt it. Something was not right. I couldn’t understand the feeling at first, but something was definitely wrong. I bolted up from my sitting position, looking wildly about. Nobody was there. I could still feel the presence of something… malevolent. My heart began to race, my palms grew sweaty and my hands trembled. I was in danger. I just didn’t know what kind.
I acted on instinct, leaving my meditation spot. I was waking at first but quickly began to run away as the harsh energy grew considerably worse. I ran home, (where I was alone at the time) bolted my door shut and made sure every window and door to the house was locked.
I could still feel whatever it was watching me. I live in a trailer, so there are limited places to hide in my home. My house is lovely, warmly decorated and tidy, but it felt completely foreign that day as if I was still in that forest with the presence that stalked me.
I decided to watch TV to get my mind off things. It didn’t work. The sensation of being watched grew stronger. Whatever it was had found me. My parents were due home in a few minutes. It was dark outside now. I crawled inside my closet, waiting for the knock on the front door. Praying that it would be my parents who answered.
It was a painful, terrifying wait, but eventually, they came home and I wasn’t alone with the thing from the forest anymore. I never told anyone what had happened that day. And I haven’t been in the cloudy forest since.

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I never did see who or…What this was. I usually ride my bike around my house or yard while listening to Rock N’ Roll.

So I rode my bike around the house and yard about 2 yards. I was making as many laps as I can while my 2 Older brothers and cousin went to Game Stop to buy Resident Evil 7.

They were almost back so I was excited. Me and my cousins live by the country our 2 houses are alone in the area of our woods. So we live by a lot of woods and most likely the safest area’s. My dad talks about him seeing and hearing things. I usually Don’t believe him but at the same time…I kinda do I know the world is dangerous we do not know all the creatures in our world. I did not believe him because our part of the woods our safer than most because me and one of my cousins adventures around a lot of the woods, even outside of our area in fact we have a clubhouse in parts of those woods that is a abandon small house that stopped being built those parts of the woods also have the dangerous animals at night that come out around our parts our woods part has coyotes,wolves, and hogs that come out around our area. the deeper parts of the woods could have cougars,more wolves we never ever go to the deepest parts of the woods…

not even in daytime because of panthers. so I rode my bike to the side of the house and heard girls laughing and yelling I got very scared but continue listening I look over to were the sounds were coming from… They, stopped I thought I was hearing things so I looked away and continued riding my bike I done another lap and got back to the same area that I was in when I heard them. I heard them again I listened they Still where laughing and yelling I looked by the area again and It… Stopped I seen that my Brothers and cousin where coming I rode the bike back over to them and stopped the noises where gone so I rode my bike to my brothers and told them about it we got flashlights and walked into the woods their sounds were getting further.

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The image I’ve provided are quick examples as to sort of how they looked, though the hand did look more human just with pointed tipped fingers.

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The Darkness That Appeared

The days were dark and gloomy, clouds were no longer white and fluffy; since that day. Especially that day. Every civilian in the town of Mender hid themselves in their homes, 24/7. Shadows roamed the streets, day by day, looking for their next human victim. I buried myself in the sheets that laid upon my bed, never leaving the warmth. The only times I left was for food, water, and to use the bathroom.

I am short on supply, I need to stock up again. Oh, yes, I forgot to mention: my name is Max Cage, I am a 24-year-old-male. I live on my own. I had a family, but The Darkness took them away from me. OH! That wretched, disgusting, evil Darkness, ate my family! I was 20 years old when this happened…you heard right. The Darkness has been here for four years straight. No one knows how it came to be. It just appeared and took the town in complete darkness. People began to be eaten by these ‘shadows.’

I had already almost been eaten before, that’s when I was first out of stock. It was utterly terrifying. The way they slithered with their feet was enough to make me gag. I wish I had died that day. I miss everyone, but soon, I’ll have to go back out and scavenge. I’ll need a flashlight and matches, which I likely have.

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