(Okay, so i checked the comment section yesterday and realized a couple of people were interested in this sighting i had, so i have decided to post another terrifying encounter i had with a creature i call white face, Hope you all enjoy.)
When i was 13 years old i remember i was always drawn to the dark arts and things like black magic and rituals, and when i finally was fed up with my “Bad Luck” i decided to trade my soul for happiness… Little did i know that i had just caused my normal life to end.
One day after school i had gotten home and found out i had been alone, to this i found an opening in my “Bad Luck” and took it… I took a box of matches from my mother’s smoking drawer and took a couple candles before drawing a large pentagram on the tile floor with red paint, (Needless to say when my parents got home i was in deep trouble.) When i had finally finished i ripped out a thread of my hair and a wooden wolf head my grandfather had carved for my necklace, i simply wrapped the hair around the wooden wolf head before cutting my wrist. i dripped my blood onto the wood and began to chant something, i don’t really remember what i had to say but all i know is the last verse i said was “allow me to smite my enemies, for they will bend to my will”.” or something along those lines.
After nothing had happened i gave up and blew out my candles before trying to clean and then went to bed after my parents had gotten home, the next morning i had gotten up i find out my mother had left me with my grandmother and i wouldn’t see her for the next 3 years. After a week i find out we had to move to a new home, then… i realized i wasn’t just alone with my grandmother…
One night i had woken to a slight thud on my door, the light outside the door was on and i could see two feet waiting behind the door, i sighed and turned over going back to sleep before i heard a loud thud. i got up and marched to my door before i heard it, i heard my grandmother snoring in her bed above me and quickly ran hiding myself under my covers, the second night was sorta the same, just a loud thud from my window and tapping on the one behind me.
But the third night was the night i will never forget, shortly after my grandmother had fallen asleep i sat under my covers watching youtube before i heard the creaking sound of a window opening, i shut off my phone and turned over quickly while peaking my eye out of a small hole in my blanket, i watched a pale figure slowly crawl into my window, its fingers were long and had a dried brown color i assume was its last victim, i watched the thing slowly crawl from the window and into my room. Then it stood up at around 6 feet and moved to my bed, its movement was like a rusty robot or gears grinding, like an animotronic was breaking down mid action. Suddenly it was in front of my face staring down at my as i felt it’s claws graze my blanket before hearing a strange yell from outside. then the thing leaped out the window and outside of my room, after a couple of minutes i got up and slammed my window down locking it.
Later the next day we ended up moving and i still see whatever this thing… is. just yesterday… i swear on my life i seen it’s pale bone thin fingers reaching around a tree and i heard a strange voice… it simply whispered. “You are mine!” it was deep and also like a whisper.