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Growing up the family would share stories about "the man". Saying that he would come visit a family member before someone would pass away. Kind of like a preparation for the family or a warning some may say.
I am one of the gifted ones in my family that was blessed to see the man. I remember sitting in the living room floor folding laundry. I got up to put the towels in the closet and I see this thing coming down the hallway. It was a black shadow, kind of like a silhouette of a man in a long coat and a fedora hat. He went in the bathroom and disappeared. I too disappeared, right out the front door. I knew what had just happened and I was home alone. I stayed outside until my mom came home. I was 9.
This is one of many times I have seen the man. I have seen him over a period of 8 years in my 30 years.
My experiences are just like the Shadow People definition on your site with the exception of my shadow man wore a hat. Other than the first time seeing him, I never felt fear.
My experience happened when I was absolutely exhausted & had gone to bed. I had recently had day surgery where I had reacted to the general anaesthetic but this was about a week later so the drugs were definitely out of my body. Although I wondered at first was my incident down to a traumatic experience from my reaction to the GA.... I guess I'll never know!
I tend to sometimes sleep with my eyes open (weird I know!) But although I am sleeping my subconscious mind is aware of what is in the room. It doesn’t always work things out correctly but always seems to realise when something is not right. For example, many years ago when living abroad with a friend, we shared an apartment (or bedsit!) It was a very hot night so we left our door open. I slept with my eyes open this night & was aware I was watching two lads fumbling about in our room! My subconscious mind knew something was wrong, but was unable to put it in the right context! So I leant across & wacked my friend on the head telling her "It's for you"! I only started to come round more when I realised with fear she shouted "Who the F*** are you? get out!" The point I'm making here is I was aware of everything in that room & everything I was seeing was actually there!
This particular night was very similar to the above. I was obviously semi-conscious with my eyes open. I could clearly see in my bedroom as the room is very light, we have no lining on our curtains & there is a street lamp outside so you really can see quite clearly in our room at night. Suddenly I was aware of a shadowy like figure sitting on my bed, leaning over with it's head angled to one side "observing" me? It was so close it's face was no more than a small hand space away. I did not feel like there was any weight to the bed where it was, although at this angle it must have been on me or on top of me somehow? It was of a male presence, it had no shape of a hair line, just a neat shaped head, it was of a long limbed impression, there was no definite facial features, I could not make out any eyes, nose or mouth due to the fuzziness of both it & perhaps the darkness of the room (although it was light enough to make things out). I managed to bring myself out of this state of mind when I gasped out loud in shock. I was so unnerved by it my heart was pounding for ages. 10 mins later my husband walked into the room. I explained my experience thinking perhaps it was him, however he assured me it was not as he had been watching a late movie downstairs & had only just come up to bed?
It has certainly left me very disturbed that something could be so close, a real invasion of "my space"! Most experiences I have read about these shadow things seemed to be at a distance or within a couple of feet, but I've yet to read anyone who has had one "in their face" so to speak! I am so nervous that this thing will come back again when I'm asleep I find it hard to go off to sleep now! I would love to know more about them, & if I should be afraid or not?! I hope more of you can shed some light & I'd love to read if anyone has had anything similar! :-) x
now we all know that if you have a blurred imagine and you zoom in, it becomes more distorted...this picture became clearer....there was 2 beings sitting at the bottom of my stairs...these images were as clear as taking a picture of you and i...there was a man that looked like death...he was grey in the fave with slit eyes, he wore a black vale over his head showing his face...he was bending down, then there was a little girl sitting next to him, when i first looked at the picture the blurred vision looked like my niece, blonde hair an pink tshirt, when i zoomed in...it wasnt her, the face is what freaked me out....it was transparent the bone structure on the fae was different from the normal human...it was like rib cage on the face...small horns in the head and a big belly with feet, no legs just feet..the feet werent human either...then on the side of her body she had 2 black holes or maybe circles...i at this point threw the phone...when my boyfriend came over that night i showed him the picture and he saw everything as i saw it....it could never be mistaken cos like i said the picture was clear...then the next day i showed everyone..friends family...no-one knew what to say...
i wanted to upload it onto my sisters computer, but they wouldnt let me...they thought it was a bad entity..i had a feeling this picture would disappear...
anyway i had a feeling this picture had a personal connection with my niece, i dont know why, i just knew...she was only 3 at the time, when i got her alone, i asked her who the man was in the picture and she told me that he was her toy....then i said to her does he come to your house?? she said she plays with him in her bedroom at night..so then i asked her, where does he come from?? how does he get here? she told me from the sky...in a spaceship...i cud of died...my niece is the most calm and placid child...and has never said anything like that b4... anyway i left it a few weeks and i asked her again and she told me the same thing...i went back to the picture and showed her and she said he is her toy..wtf?? anyway, that picture did vanish out of my phone, what i am left with is a clear memory which i can only share...but the great thing is...i got to show as many people as i could...the only thing i refused to do, is show this image to the media...oh also when i asked my son what he thought he was taking a picture of, he told me a black dog...and he insisted that my niece was in the bedroom at the time...hmmmmmm i will live with this experience for the rest of my life...it oesnt matter what people say about this...i KNOW it existed and i know why!
We were trying to get a CD to work when all of the sudden already in full 3d. A dark blurred figure of a man. (It had to be 6'6 at least, you could kind of see through it, but kinda not at the same time, it had no actual eyes or mouth, but the shape of the face was there)
It walked from the stairs, turned towards us, walked 7 feet towards me and my sister, and turned into the room which is a foot away from my door.
It literally came within' 2 feet of my and my sister, I froze, and my sister started shaking me "Mike...mike....MIKE... did you see that? MIKE did you see that?"
After about a minute I snap back too and reply "yeah I ****ing saw it"
we never talked about what we say, just that we both saw it.
I was about to tell this psychic woman my dad was dating, when she cut me off and described the same situation as me, she was downstairs, thought she seen my dad going up the stairs, followed it, and it turned into the same room.
My dad didn't believe either of us, so I called my sister in the room and she told him the exact story. He still denies paranormal existance even though a few weeks later, Me my dad and the psychic woman were smoking marijuana at the kitchen table talking, when a empty glass sitting on the table, smashed into pieces with noone close to touching it. He still denies.
There was another time me and my brother heard the evilest, dark breathing, seriously right out of hell you could hear the drool dripping, and my cat had frozen solid in fear, I mean I couldn't move any part of him.
My first experience was as a 5 year old, I remember seeing or being afraid of a Shadow with a hat on, and it was really bad that night. My mom was dating a HUGE ripped guy. We were all upstairs sleeping when downstairs, cupboard doors pounding, chairs scraping, things falling, glass breaking, My mom's boyfriend thought someone broke in, he went down with a bat to find all the windows and doors locked, but a mess downstairs.
I have seen things all my life, but have sadly had no help with this, and not many believers, but I have no reason to waste my time typing this to lie.
I started seeing, "it" when I was 8. At first, it was just the shadow of something that was not quite the shape of a man, but humanoid in form. The proportions were all wrong, but didn't appear to be because it was a shadow. It had abnormally long arms and fingers and really large shoulders and just made me feel like everything in my world was all wrong, from the moment I first saw it and every time thereafter.
I started to see it more and more until I could hear it speak to me inside my head. It spoke to me much in the way that I imagine a lab tech might speak to a rat that was about to shot up with something to test what effects it might have.
In the beginning, I would wake up in the middle of the night to it on the wall to the right of my bed. I was totally awake and couldn't move anything except my eyes and this became the norm over the next 2 years, with the tone of the shadowman's voice becomming increasingly more threatening towards me, the more I tried to move or scream, It's voice was very much like one of those harmonised robot voices that you used to hear a lot on old electro songs, but with a lot of emotion in it. It never spoke to me in English, but somehow I always knew what it was meaning. I told my grandmother about it, but she told me that as I was abused when I was younger, that it was just a reoccuring nightmare and that this was probably normal, but that dreams couldn't hurt me and I would grow out of it in time.
The last occasion I saw it as a child, I managed to move one arm and with every ounce of strength mustered a whisper and I pointed at it. I told it to go away and that I didn't want to see it ever again because I didn't like the way it made me feel. It suddenly shuddered as if I had physically hit it with a punch and screamed at me, so loud inside my mind that it felt like my head would explode. It then darted from the wall that it always stood on across to the wall above my bed and grabbed my arm. I can't even begin to to explain what the pain felt like and I couldn't even scream, only yell out a whimper. I passed out and awoke in the morning to find a blister on my arm. I showed my grandmother the blister, but she was a very rational, logical kind of person and told me that I had probably hurt myself the night before and had incorporated it into my nightmare.
I took this as truth as I trusted my grandmother's judgement on just about everything at that age.
It took a few sleepless nights with the lights on before I was able to fall asleep normally and for 23 years, I didn't see it again and eventually, I believed that I had dreamed it all up to cope with the abuse I suffered as an infant.
Last October, I was in a friend's house watching the sci-fi movie, "The Fourth Kind". I was enjoying the movie, laying on my friend's couch while everyone else was in bed. The movie then got to the part where Milla Jovovich's character listens to the tape of the alien's voice, recorded when her character's being abducted. In an instant I was 10 again, all alone, helpless and powerless. The next thing I know, one of my friends bursts into the room to see what all the noise is about to find me curled up on the floor in a cold sweat, screaming as loud as I could.
I know that it was complete coincidence, but the voice on that movie is the closest representation of the shadowman's voice that I can convey and the way that it shrieks, the second time it's voice is potrayed to come from Milla's character under hypnosis is so accurate that I simply can't watch that movie ever again.
Since then, I have begun to encounter the shadowman again.
Last week I went into my girlfriend's bathroom and almost walked right into it. I ran back to my girlfriend and had to get her to look before I would go back in there. She told me that she couldn't see anything, but that she felt cold and sad all at the same time when she went into the bathroom.
I never have, and will never say that I believe the shadowmen are, "aliens".
Until I plucked up the courage to see if there was any other presidence of anyone else seeing these beings, I fully believed that I was going insane.
2 nights ago, I heard it speaking again, but sounding as if it was in another room.
I am now a 34 year old man, who is afraid of the dark. I fear that my encounters are going to become a daily thing again and that in remembering it, I have let it back into my life and this world again.
Either I am very ill, or these creatures are real. Either way, I am so very glad to find that i'm not the only one who has seen them and i'm not alone anymore.