posted on Oct, 3 2016 @ 06:02 PM
The Curious Case Of Dave And The Wraith
This is the first of several true paranormal stories from throughout my life that i intend to share here with my shed friends in spirit
Im the kinda guy who has for whatever reason been plauged by paranormal events my whole life. Whether its ghosts or ufos i seem to be in the right
place at the right time for some reason and have seen my fair share. Im not sure if some people are somehow more predisposed to experience and sense
the paranormal more than others or if its just one of those things that once initiated you're forever tuned to notice or observe the paranormal.
Growing up i lived in two haunted houses. My childhood home which had more of the serious occurances which will be predominantly featured in my
forthcoming series of stories ill be posting here in the shed for the month of October. The second place was my parents house in my teenage years.
This experience takes place at my parents home from my teenage years. A couple noteworthy instances happened at this location which ill share. This
is but one of them.
My parents owned a house in a most unexpected place for hauntings or the paranormal. It was a cute 3 bedroom home located in the heart of a
neighborhood in Los Angeles called Toluca Lake. Neighbors were Occasionally celebrities and it was for the most part a bucolic place. An english
garden in the front yard. A cute red painted front door. Pool in the back with a nice patio full of potted plants and french doors that opened to
the tv room. Friendly happy neighbors. Good vibes. Not the place i or anyone else would expect to stumble across the paranormal.
It was 1995 i was 15 at the time and very much into martial arts and meditation. Id often go to the far end of the backyard to be alone and attempt
to meditate as best as a 15 year olds mind would allow. That was of course until the following story happened. Then... i was weary of the backyard
and would not be out alone at night in the yard for almost two years. If i did have a need to be in the backyard alone at night i would usually dash
to my destination and dart back as quickly as i could to minimize my exposure to another potential episode like the one i am about to relay.
So, it was 1995 and i was alone in the far corner of my backyard. Beyond the patio, swiming pool and jacuzzie by the back property wall. I had
been meditating for almost an hour. Was in the zone. Night had fallen. About 8:30pm. I was standing up and preparing to head inside when i felt a
flash bulb go off everywhere around me taking me by surprise. I had the immediate urge to look straight up at the night sky. Compelled to look for
To my disbelief the sky had turned a sepia color and the stars were plack pin pricks like a negative image. I stared confused for a second or so.
Then something caught my attention out the side of my right eye. Movement... I had no idea just how strange the next few moments of my life were
about to be. Nor in my wildest imagination could expect the following events to unfold.
As i looked over beyond the pool towards the back door of the house, the french doors off the patio that opened to the TV room, lit up by flood
lights i see a black iridesdecent beachball sized blob ooze at knee level out of the white painted cinderblock wall that seperated our neighbors
sideyard and ours.
It took about a second for the blob to make its way through the wall. Its surface glossy and iridesdecent like a shimmery oil slick.
Once free of the wall, now solidly on the patio, still in the light, it unfurled into a man croutched down with one knee on the ground. Which
promptly stood up taking on the appearance of the matte black silhouette of a athletic muscular man about six foot high.
To give more detail to his discriptuon. He was so black that it looed like he abdorbed all light. He stood on the cement patio by that wall for a
moment apon standing up, and although in the direct shine of a flood light, he cast no reflection of light. Like a cutout of a human being into a
void of ultimate flat black. Almost 2 dimensional in appearance. The only way i could tell it was three dimensional was from its silhouette changing
as it moved.
Frozen i stood there and watched as this wraith walked towards the back door of my house. It only took 3 steps halfway across the patio before it
froze mid stride and abruptly turned just its upper body toward me and cocked his head to the side as if confused and curious.
I could tell it was making direct eye contact with me even though it had no facial features. Just a black abyss.
My heart nearly stopped as if stuck in a moment of timed and we just looked at each other. A hundred thoughts racing through my mind. Its in between
me and safety- the house. Im trapped. Its got me if it wants me, nothing i can do. It was heading to the back door. Was it intending to enter the
house? Why does it seem familiar with my hand? Whys it here? Will it attack me?
A moment went by as this entity paused there mid stride on the cement under that flood light. Our eyes locked.
Then it turned on its heels and strode back to the same spot by the wall that it manifested from. Crouched down, and oozed back into the wall
presumably to go into my neighbors sideyard and vanish.
Everything seemed to return to normal and i dashed for the back door as fast as i could hoping this thing didnt decide to come back out. Id have to
run right past where it just was. I remember to save time i ran across the tile waterfall of the jacuzzie where it overflowed into the pool and didnt
look back as i crashed through the french doors and frantically slammed them behind me.
To this day i dont know what that was all about. A once in a lifetime grand mal seizure and accompanying hallucinations? A hypnogognic hallucination
from the meditation? A crossing of planes between two realities, hence the negative image of the sky at first and the strange visitor?
He although frightening, seemed as puzzled by me as i was of him. Maybe i looked like a shadow person to him and vice versa? Did he leave because
he was spooked? Or just frustrated his cover was blown? And why was it initially, before it noticed me watching it, making a B line for the back
door to the house?
Later in a few months my sister mentioned to me that as she was laying in bed (her room was also off the patio) a old man, like a ghost, appeared in
her bedroom and in the ambiebt light coming through the window just stood there over her bed and smiled at her for about a minute before vanishing.
Around the same time i was witnessing a short shadow of a man with a hooded cloak standing in the corner if my bedroom. Although creepy it never did
anything hostile. It would just stand there and watch. I believe my cousin while spending the night was the first to notice it and bring it to my
attention. We were both trying to sleep in my bedroom at the time. And while looking past me noticed it in the corner.
After a while whatever it was backed deeper into the corner and vanished. Like it backed through the wall to the outside to depart.
I dunno. Any shed folk have any similar occurances or experiences with shadows like creatures or wraith like silhouettes. I know its an experience
ill never forget.