posted on Jun, 25 2008 @ 05:21 PM
Hello all, im not sure where exactly to put this thread but, i want to know what everyone's most intense, and terrifying moments are.
When i was young, maybe 5 or 6, my brother and i shared a room like most siblings do at a young age. We lived in a house that was built in the 30's,
and i never really felt safe in it. One night, after my parents had put us to bed, i woke up suddenly because of some sound coming from down the hall
in the kitchen, i dont remember what exactly it was, but i know it was odd enough to wake me up.
I decided that it was probably one of my parents, but i went to investigate anyway. I walked out of our room, and began to walk down the hall, when i
saw what looked a shadow version of myself run across the hallway , from the kitchen to the living room. I couldnt even move i was so scared.
Eventually i turned back and went to my room, and closed the door. I woke my brother up, who had no idea what was going on, and told him we had to get
into mom and dads room. I was scared almost to the point of tears, but i somehow managed to keep it together, drag my brother out of bed, and head
across the hall to my parents room, when i noticed it again. The same shadowy version of me ran across the hallway between rooms. I tried to open my
parents door but it was locked. My brother was still groggy and hadnt noticed a thing, so i kept beating on the door in hopes of getting in.
Finally my dad opened the door, and i ran in. Everyone passed my experience off as a bad dream, and my mom took me back to my room, while my brother
stayed in my parents room with my dad. I asked if my mom would stay in there with me, and, of course, she said she would.
Shortly after she went to sleep, i felt something, or someone, climbing into the bed, from the footrest, up towards me. I started shaking my mom
trying to wake her up, and when she did, whatever it was stopped coming.
The rest of the night was uneventful, but when i woke up in the morning, i had a few cuts on my elbow that were bleeding rather profusely, but i didnt
experience any pain from them.
I had a few other strange experiences in that house, namely the time my brother and I switched places in the middle of the night, somehow without
disturbing the blankets on our bed, but none of them really compared to the fear i felt that night, and ever since then, i have not been afraid of
anything in my life.