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warrrreagl · 08-26-2004, 08:51 PM

Here's another.

When I was 10 years old, my brother and I shared a bedroom. One night, I came awake for some reason and looked over at my brother to see him sitting up in bed stock still and staring straight ahead towards our bedroom door. When I turned towards the door and looked, I saw the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway with his hands above his head and holding the top of the door frame. I assumed it ws our father checking in on us, and I almost called out to him, but there was something about the way my brother was sitting frozen like that which made me remain still and quiet, too.

After a few minutes, the man turned and walked out of our doorway and back down the hall to the left (away from the rest of the bedrooms). Suddenly, before either of us could say anything to each other, another shape appeared in our doorway and turned on our bedroom light. This time, it really was our father, but he clearly came into our bedroom from the right of the hallway, which was the opposite direction from which the first man had gone.

After my brother and I stammered and stuttered to our father that someone else was in the house and had stood in our doorway, he checked out the entire house, top to bottom. All doors and windows were still locked and secure, but there was no one else in the house. He'd simply vanished.

My father told us later that he'd heard the man, but hadn't seen him. He thought it was one of us that had gotten out of the bed and was making noises, so that's why he came to our room to check on us. The man never made another appearance to us after that night.

08-26-2004, 08:51 PM	#23 (permalink)
warrrreagl pinche vato Location: backwater, Third World, land of cotton	Here's another. When I was 10 years old, my brother and I shared a bedroom. One night, I came awake for some reason and looked over at my brother to see him sitting up in bed stock still and staring straight ahead towards our bedroom door. When I turned towards the door and looked, I saw the silhouette of a man standing in the doorway with his hands above his head and holding the top of the door frame. I assumed it ws our father checking in on us, and I almost called out to him, but there was something about the way my brother was sitting frozen like that which made me remain still and quiet, too. After a few minutes, the man turned and walked out of our doorway and back down the hall to the left (away from the rest of the bedrooms). Suddenly, before either of us could say anything to each other, another shape appeared in our doorway and turned on our bedroom light. This time, it really was our father, but he clearly came into our bedroom from the right of the hallway, which was the opposite direction from which the first man had gone. After my brother and I stammered and stuttered to our father that someone else was in the house and had stood in our doorway, he checked out the entire house, top to bottom. All doors and windows were still locked and secure, but there was no one else in the house. He'd simply vanished. My father told us later that he'd heard the man, but hadn't seen him. He thought it was one of us that had gotten out of the bed and was making noises, so that's why he came to our room to check on us. The man never made another appearance to us after that night. __________________ Living is easy with eyes closed.