"I saw a little man run by...", page 4

Originally posted by GuerrillaFuunkstaahh
I always used to see small shadow figures run by at the corner of my eye when I was around 9-13 years old.
Or when I was sitting in my room doing things, I would look across to the other room because something ran by the doorway.
Everytime I would see one it would run behind a bed or the couch or something.
Then when I checked back there, nothing was there.
Never really made a big deal out of it though.
Sometimes when I'm here in my room in the middle of the night, my bed makes sounds like when someone sits on it.
You know how when a bed is so old that when you sit on it it makes a loud creaky sound.
So maybe it's a shadow person sitting on my bed.
Or a ghost...

This happened to me once when I was about six or seven. I remember it so distinctly because it was so real. At that age I still had regular nightmares (always the same ones) and I used to pester my mother to leave my door open at night. In the end, she settled for giving me a night light. One night I was lying in bed awake watching the door when I heard the switch on my night light "click" and the light went off. A moment later I felt pressure on the foot of my bed and the matress creaked as I felt the corner dip down as though someone were sitting there. The spot where the "person" would have been sitting was just out of my vision and I was too terrified to look so I just sat there for a long while until I got up the nerve to move my foot in to that spot. Upon doing so I didn't feel anything there, and the matress seemed to be normal. I thought maybe whatever was there had got up and left very carefully so I didn't feel the matress move again.

I checked my nightlight in the morning but now I can't remember if there was anything out of place with it or not. That would have been almost ten years ago now. Maybe more. I'm almost 20 now...

There were other odd things about the house we were living in at the time. I remember one Christmas I could hear Santa walking down the hallway in the morning. I know now of-course this couldn't be sure and in asking my mother I found out she used to hear footsteps in the hallway at night too. We think now this may have been our Cat walking on the carpet. In later years we realized that if it was perfectly quiet you could hear him sometimes when he was walking (this being at a different house). Also, the first day we were moving in there my mother said her radio suddenly turned on blarringly loud. Only... it was not plugged in and there were no batteries in it. Just wierd stuff. I'm open minded to things but skeptical too. Maybe I just immagined the incident with my bed and nightlight and there could easily be a scientific explanation for the radio thing.

Speaking of this reminds me of another 'odd' occurance I had when I was little, but that's a story for another time I guess.