In the dark your imagination can run wild. Every bump or noise in the night can fill the more paranoid individuals with absolute terror. Some times even the bravest of us can probably admit to having at least an uneasy feeling when left alone in the dark.
Is this fear irrational, can we explain everything we hear during the night? The house settling, a wild animal outside, a branch knocking in the wind. What about the feeling that someone is watching you, or that you are no longer alone? How do you explain the lonely, cold, tense feeling of impending doom? The fear from ones inner child, led by an excitable imagination or perhaps something more sinister is the cause?
“What the hell was that!?” You were sitting comfortably on your sofa reading the latest PlanetInside article on your laptop in the dim light, when movement across the room caught your attention. It seemed dark and shadowy, but there was nothing there. You returned to your reading – and a moment later there it was again.
You looked up quickly this time and saw the fleeting but distinctly human shape of the shadow pass quickly over the far wall… and disappear. Your imagination, an illusion of the low light and your eyes readjusting from your screen? Perhaps someone walked past the window casting a human shadow across your wall?
Early reports of shadow people were mostly seen from the corner of their eyes, unable to really focus or clearly see what appeared to be stalking them in their own homes and only for a split second. As this strange phenomena seems to become more openly discussed, explored and researched more and more people are coming forward with their eye witness testimony. Some even claiming to see the shadow person head on and for extended periods of time.
On Thursday 20th Aug 2015, I woke up to see a shadowy figure standing by my bed. It looked about the same size and shape as a person but had no sharp edges to it’s form. Others have described sightings as looking like being made of dark smoke, and that’s exactly what this looked like. I looked straight at it, and it immediately moved away quickly and was gone. The whole thing lasted for just a few seconds, but I know what I saw. I also felt strongly that it knew I was there and reacted when I looked straight at it.
I grew up in an old brownstone house in Brooklyn NY. It was a 2 story with a large squeaky staircase and a creepy basement. The house had a lot of spiritual activity, one day in particular is burned into my memory and still gets to me to this day. It was in the middle if the afternoon, sun was shining, I was running around the house misbehaving with my little brother. I was 8 he was 5. We were playing spies and I was making my way up the stairs. As I’m walking up the stairs I can see the entrance to my bedroom. As I was looking into my room a tall shadow being stepped into the doorway, looked straight at me then went back into my bedroom. It was a dark shadow in the shape of a human, standing upright and walking. It had a wavy quality like I was looking at a heat wave. I was so terrified, I tried to scream but my voice didn’t even come out. I ran downstairs as fast as I could to the living room where the rest of my family was. I was crying hysterically explaining to my mother exactly what I saw. She had me say some prayers and tried to assure me it was gone. I did not want to go back into my own room. I had difficulties falling asleep, I had nightmares about it. The entire experience lasted a few seconds but I replayed it in my head hundreds of times. When I got older and the internet became a thing I looked up shadow beings. It felt good learning about other peoples experiences and I finally felt like I was not alone. I never talk about this incident, but I will never forget.
I had been on my computer late one night. Around 11:50 – 12:10, chatting and just browsing the net when I heard a creak from the top of the stairs behind me. I figured it was my mom getting ready to tell me to get to bed as she tended to do when I was up late online. Anyways so I just shout back before she can say anything “Yeah I’ll be up in a bit”.
Well I turned off the computer, got up and went to the stairs. My stairs didn’t go straight upstairs but instead have a landing and then turn and then go upstairs. So when I got up to the landing and looked upstairs (it was semi-dark) I could see this shape, a figure of someone standing up at the top of the stairs and then it walked off without a sound out of my sight towards where the bathroom and my parent’s bedroom was. At the time I just shrugged it off as my mom waiting to see if I really was going to get off the computer. So I got upstairs and walked past my parents’ bedroom on the way to the bathroom. I found it somewhat odd that my mom was already looking rather comfortable and looked like she was sleeping already, but I shrugged it off and kept walking.
I opened up the door to the bathroom (It was partially open) and there standing not two feet away from me was this black figure. Blacker than black, and just a presence that chilled me to the bone. I put my hand out to see what was there, to my surprise my hand passed through it. My hand went bitter cold and every hair on the back of my neck rose. At this point I was ready to freak, I quickly rose my left arm to hit the lights and as my arm was on it’s way up the figure leaped at me, and I heard this voice say “come here”. When the lights came on, even though it was in mid leap (and right in my face) it vanished. Gone, without a trace.
The next night I walked into the bathroom expecting to see it again, but I was then pleasantly surprised to find that it wasn’t there. Just the pitch black bathroom with a slight light coming in from the window. So I turned on the light, and when I turned on the lights, I realized that where the light was coming from, was not where the window was. I cannot explain where that light was coming from.
Lastly, on the third night I just woke up in the middle of the night. I was laying on my side, and I figured I would get up and use the bathroom. So I open my eyes, and crouched there, next to the bed was this black shape once again, crouched, just staring at me. Out of instinct my fist flew out but I hit it (once again, my hand went through it, turned ice cold… like I felt my hand afterwards and it was freezing), and it actually ran out into the hallway with this sort of whispering kind of laugh (really eerie, I don’t know how to explain it). So I chased it out into the hallway but it was gone.
The entire time I had kept all of these stories to myself. I thought it might have just been my imagination or some crap. Well, that next day I overheard my mom asking my dad if he had seen anything weird, and then she told a story about how there was this pitch black, shadowy figure staring at her through their bedroom window, and how she had to turn the water off in the bathroom for the past two mornings.
The feeling of terror and realization I felt then… I will never forget that. I had never told them anything prior to that, and apparently they had both had strange experiences within the same three day period. My dad had something crawl onto him while he was in bed. Thing is… we never told each other until that last day.
One of the most common, repeating reports are that of a shadowy figure wearing a hat and long coat. Perhaps this could be one entity haunting many people. Perhaps connected to Black Eyed Children in some way, the same way people believe these entities share common traits with the Djinn.
Shadow people are also often associated with Sleep Paralysis where witnesses claim to be awoken, unable to move, filled with an indescribable fear, as the shadow person gets closer and closer. Having experiences sleep paralysis myself I know just how scary it can be, let alone being approached by a shadowy, man like entity while being unable to move or defend yourself.
Do you think they are real? Have you experienced the dark intrusion? Comment below…