SO I was having a shower this morning, as you do, and I was wide awake; and I saw the door open. When doors open it doesn't normally bother me all that much, because it's Nate coming or going somewhere; but this was different. The bathroom door was LOCKED and it's a hard wooden door that SLIDES; but only if you use enough force. Nobody was awake at the time, so I quickly left the shower running and wrapped myself in a towel, and I went off to investigate. I went to everybody's room and nothing was out of place; my family were all there and accounted for.
Confused, I made my way back to the bathroom and got into the shower again, closing the door; but I didn't lock it for a second time. It took me a while to notice the writing on the glass in a spidery hand. "RUN" I freaked out and asked why, but there was no reply. See, I normally listen to Nate, and I've come to believe he's like a spirit guide or something, but when he said 'run' I wasn't sure what to make of it. Normally I can figure out why he's doing what he is, but this one really stumped me. So I closed my eyes to rinse the bubbles out of my hair, and when I opened them there was a face on the glass, its mouth wide and gaping like in a silent scream; with eyebrows knitted together and big black and empty eyes, he was peering in at me. Not as in smiley face, but a pale see through face of a man, who looked in his mid 20's or early 30's, glaring angrily at me. I screamed and ran out, my towel forgotten in my panic, and I stood staring into the bathroom for a good half hour, hearing muffled noises of things falling on the floor. It died down after a while, and I had already drip dried; so I hadn't had the need to get back into the bathroom.
Who could that have been because it WASN'T NATE. I've seen his face, and he's in his teen years, not the time period the face looked like. I'm seriously freaking out right now, and struggling to write this, because my bathroom opens out onto my bed. I could feel anger and hatred in that room, but I know Nate is sat with me, because I can feel his hand on the small of my back. (He always does it when I'm scared) But I don't know what was in that room; I can't go in there yet...