Explainable (or paranormal) or not here is my childhood story that remains fresh in my mind as it was 25 years ago.
I was 11 years old and had a younger brother aged 3. I was not the nicest of brothers and had gotten into the habit of scaring my little brother for
kicks. Jumping out of a dark bathroom yelling "Boo!" etc. My mother would get very angry at me as my brother would be in tears. After a few times
of this i got the standard scare tactic warning from her, "I am going to tell your Father!" This tactic "usually" always worked on me because i
feared my Father greatly. Well she never told him and a few weeks went by without me harassing my brother anymore.
I started scaring him again and my mother got mad. This time she told my Dad while i was unaware of the fact. So one summer night i am in my bedroom
with the window open for a cool breeze. A hideous growl came from outside my window and scared the heck out of me. It was my Dad exacting revenge on
me to teach me a lesson. A few days later he jumped out of a bathroom to scare me just as i had done to my little brother. Again he scared the heck
out of me. So for a short while i had learned my lesson.
A few months later i had forgotten all about it and scared my brother once again. Mom was furious and again said "I am going to tell your Father"
Oops!! Oh boy, the rest of the day i was worried. Dad came home from work and we had dinner, but oddly there was no mention of the earlier incident
to him. So while somewhat at ease i did however remain vigilant "expecting" him to do something to me.
I went to bed that night. To the right side of my bed was my bedroom door on the wall perpendicular to the wall my bed was up against and it was
near the corner of the walls. I slept with a night light on all the time. It was a plug in wall socket type and it was on the left side of the door.
I also slept with my door slightly open (maybe half way) And this cast a shadow in the corner due to the door being open halfway.
You ever wake up abruptly, fully aware, fully awake and don't know why? Well this happened to me around 2 a.m. I was laying on my back looking at
the ceiling wondering why the heck i woke up. So i was like "Oh well, back to bed" and i rolled to my right side facing that shadowed corner. As i
readied to close my eyes something caught my eye. There in the corner within the shadow (and it was not a fully dark shadowed corner, just darker than
rest of the room) I see this thing, person, whatever it may be standing there in the corner. What it looked like was a person standing there with a
white bed sheet draped over them. You know like the typical bed sheet ghost from cartoons and such. There were no holes for eyes or anything.
Well at first glance fright enveloped me instantly but then i paused. My mom told me she was going to tell my father i scared my brother yet again.
Thats it!! Its good old dad and his bag of trick trying to teach me a good lesson again. I got calm quickly and just looked at him waiting for his
next move. He did nothing. Ok..... Then i smiled at him and said "Nice try Dad... good one" Again he did nothing, said nothing, no movement.
Then very slowly he inched toward me, almost floating like, but the sheet was all the way to the floor so you couldn't " tell if there was legs or
not. " Ok Dad i get it" as it kept getting closer. It (no longer referring to as "he") came within about a foot of my bed and for some reason i
had decided that this was not my dad (i even pinched myself). Fear beyond belief had envelope me and i was in shear terror. I literally screamed
bloody murder. I heard a loud thump noise as i was screaming coming from a slight distance. Next thing i knew i saw a hand slide into my room from
behind the door (also behind this thing) and flick my main light switch on. As the main light went on and the door swung open this thing just fell to
the floor. Like someone dropped the sheet. And my dad was standing there. He had slid his hand inside to turn on light as he swung open the door. It
was gone and he was standing there dazed and looking around frantically. He thought someone was in my bedroom attacking me, or killing me as he said.
And the thump i heard, was him falling out of bed to investigate because of my screaming (their bedroom was right next to mine). By this time my
mother had came into my bedroom as well.I explained what had happened but to them it was all a bad dream. I know what a bad dream is like, even
nightmares. I know i was awake and they never believed me. I pinched myself painfully, was fully aware and even heard my dad fall out of bed. And
seen his hand turn on my bedroom light.
Regardless of what it was, let me tell you this. I NEVER scared my little brother again in my entire life.
Our family has occasionally talked about this from time to time and they have a laugh. But last time my brother was there when we talked about it.
He had something interesting to add. He never liked that house and wouldn't dare go to the bathroom in the middle of the night because he said he
saw black masses and shadows moving around the place. I never liked the place either, was a really old house from the 50's and always had a bad vibe
to me as well.
Just sharing my story, thanks for this thread