Place: A few miles away from the Virginia Coast. My house was build, along with the rest of my neighborhood, in the middle of a large forest.
Time: Three A.M.
About a month ago I went downstairs to get a glass of water like I normally do when I can't sleep. I never noticed it until now but I always go downstairs near three a.m. In between the kitchen and the computer room is a wall and then a staircase. The kitchen is behind the wall and the staircase is next to the computer room.
Walking up the staircase I saw something white out of the corner of my eye. Turning my head, I saw a figure dressed in black with a white cloth surrounding his head sitting on the piano bench in front of the piano against the stairs. Slowly, its head began to turn and stopped when what I believed to be its eyes were directed at me. It stood up and began to run towards me. Terrified, I ran up the stairs. Looking behind me, I saw it running around and then up the stairs behind me.
Turning back I tried to run into the bathroom when I felt something grasp my ankle. I let out a loud screech that somehow didn't wake up my mom but instantly the pressure on my ankle lifted. I ran into my bathroom and slid down the wall with tears streaming down my face. I looked back down the stairs and saw it standing at the bottom. Turning back towards the computer room, it slowly faded until I couldn't see it anymore.
One thing that was odd was how it walked. It would fade in and out as it was running, almost as if it wasn't walking but transporting a few feet in front of itself at a time.
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Once the site allows stories to be published again, I have another story about this Pianist to submit.