My first experience was when I was about 5 years old, it was at my parents' house. A layout of the house to help you understand better. When you walk through the front door it's the living room. You go straight the kitchen is in front of you, to the right is a hallway. Down the hallway my old bedroom is the first door on the right, then my mom and dad's, and the room I was sharing with my sister at the time is straight down the hallway, and on the left is the bathroom.
I was laying in bed, I used to sleep with the door open. So when I looked up from bed at the doorway I saw an all black figure standing there staring at me. I hid my face in my blanket until it went away, but it came to the bed and ripped my blanket off of me. So I screamed and ran to my mom's room. Never seen it again after that.
Another time I was 12 and I was in the living room with mom and dad. Me and mom were leaving to go to the store and dad was sitting on the couch by the front door, mom standing in front of him talking to him and I was standing in front of the hallway waiting to leave. When I looked down the hallway for some reason and I saw a man walk from the bathroom to my mom and dad's room.
Those are the only two experiences I had and never seen anything after that. My sister had more experiences then me. In my next story I'll tell you her's and my mom's. By the way, I grew up in this house and my parents still have it. Before mom and dad it belonged to my grandma, dad's mom. I don't know about anybody else.
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