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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