Boogeyman or Shadow Person?


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This claim occurred when the witness was younger than four.  At one time, Adam believed this vivid memory was a dream.  He knew memories during that age could not be trusted, but later in life, his mother turned the idea upside down.  There are two missing gaps in Adam’s memory concerning this report.

Adam claims this story began a lifetime of sightings that resemble Shadow People reports.

It was a summer night and the window of his bedroom was open to let the air in.  There was a white garage next door that Adam would look at during the early hours parts of night.  Light from somewhere cast shadows on the garage’s wall.  These shadows intrigued Adam because to him they appeared to be from an invisible band playing, drum set and all.

He would watch them every night as if they were alive, and sometimes his imagination would make them move.  This was another reason to disbelieve his memories.

The night in question, Adam was staring at this shadow band when a movement suddenly caught the corner of my eye.  The child pushed his head against the screen far as he could.  Slowly, out of the dark, something darker came into view.  All the sudden, a human male form; with his back against my wall; appeared, but this person was completely black.

“This was not African American black, stocking black, or a black mask,” Adam protested.  “Literally, there were no colors on this thing.  This ‘person’ was all one solid shape of “Sharpie” black. He was slick, smooth, and non-reflective.”  The “shadow”, snapped its head to the side and appeared to look at Adam.

“I remember the sudden movement and absence of a face horrified me, but then comes a huge gap in my memory,”  Adam explained to me.  The figure was suddenly in the room picking Adam up.  All the indentations and curves of eyes, nose, lips, and even facial features existed, yet all color was absent.  Adam said for me to imagine painting someone completely black inside and out.  There was no color even inside the mouth.

“It picked me up,” Adam reported, “It felt human to the touch.”  After that, he has no memory.  These details stayed with him all his life.  One day; around age twenty-five; Adam finally revealed the weird memory to his mother.

To his surprise, she abruptly inquired if he remembered telling her about the boogeyman as a child.  Adam was clueless and his mother was surprised the memory was gone.  He had been terrified.

She related he came running out of the room claiming the boogeyman was at his window.  Adam was completely adamant about it, but his mother dismissed it.  Later, he emerged claiming the boogeyman was still there and his anxiety showed.

His mother went into the bedroom and found the window screen had been pushed inside a ways.  She was worried and checked around, but nobody was found.

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The Gray in the Closet


Article and Art by Brian W. Hastings

There are times when I feel ecstatic about finding a good story and then instantly feel guilty when I see the toll the claim took on the teller.

This story was gained through a friendship where we felt safe telling each other impossible stories previous in our lives. I recently asked this friend if I could interview him about the story for this blog.

This story retells an encounter with something he believed was a supernatural entity. Hostile, the physical form appeared inside his bedroom and vanished without either a way in or out. The entity also appeared to control time and did not like light. Wes later found he was not alone in seeing this entity. A friend claimed a fight happened involving the figure at a different location. Sounds like a possible malevolent spirit right?

The catch to this story is Wes’s description matches typical Grey alien descriptions.

This happened when Wes was still in his teenage years. He cannot remember the year, but does remember it being summertime the day before his family reunion. This probably was the third of July.

He just fought through a serious argument with his father. Fuming, Wes went into his bedroom slamming the door. He remembers an instant unexplained uneasiness. It was early evening with the room dark, but not pitch-black.

Frustrated from arguing, he plopped down on the bed and reached over to turn the bedside light on. The lamp did not work; and as he fiddled with it, he peered beneath the table and saw the lamp unplugged. He became irritated when unable to reach the cord.

He looked over to his closet and saw a strange face among his closet items. Thinking he must be imagining, Wes closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the face remained. He described it as oval shaped and with huge black eyes. The nose was simply a set of slits. The mouth was small.

To remove any doubt in Wes’s mind; the eyes blinked. There were no visible eyelids before and they disappeared afterwards.

 

As soon as he witnessed the eyes blink, Wes was heading for the door. He does not remember getting out of bed. He does remember the door was; without explanation; locked. His body felt paralyzed while moving without him. His head turned allowing his eyes to half glance over his shoulder.

The entity stood directly behind reaching towards him. It stood somewhere around four and a half feet tall. The entire body was thin. The limbs appeared normal length for its height.

During this particular moment, time stopped around him, even though both him and the entity still moved.

Suddenly, Wes was aware of himself screaming outside the home’s front door. He had no memory between the two moments. He needed to somehow gain control of his body, unlock his bedroom door, escape the being’s touch, run through the house, and finally open the front door. There exists no memory of anything.

It shook Wes to the core. After telling his mother what happened, she checked the room and found nothing. Wes still refused to go in that room and even moved into his sister’s room the next day. He spent a rough sleepless night on the couch petrified the being was going to come get him again.

Two details, he did manage to fill in later:

1.)His mother told him the screaming began from almost the time he went in.  Wes did not remember screaming while in the bedroom.

2.)The memories not missing took up about a half hour according to him. His mother said he was only in the bedroom for two to five minutes.

It turned out Wes was not the sole person he knew to see this entity either. Among his tight group of friends, one of them not only faced a similar entity, but claimed to have struck it in the face. It was not until years later that Wes told his story and found his friend had already told three more of their friends his encounter.

Among claims of extraterrestrial encounters, it is not uncommon for friends to find they have similar experiences. People believing themselves abducted find each other without knowing them beforehand (or realizing they knew from their experiences). In demonic accounts; the spirit focuses on one person, but will terrorize that person’s family as well. Some cases claim demonic infestations travel great distances attacking anyone knowing of that person’s plight or trying to help.

The interesting clue of all involves a piece of this story not heard much in alien reports, but fits extremely well in the malevolent spirit theory. Wes already felt uneasy before having any clue of this being hiding or appearing in his room.

Out of curiosity, I asked him if the entity felt reptilian like or insect like. His answer was neither. I also asked Wes if he knew any other strange events happening during that time. The answer was no.

As a note, this happened five miles from Tuckahoe State Park in Maryland.

 

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