My friends, Dyana and Hannah, were walking alongside me down an old railrode track. Dyana and I have walked it a thousand times before and have never noticed anything unusual about it. I guess it was just something about that day... Well I guess I should start from the very beginning.
The three of us were walking past a nursing home, going to meet a friends of ours, when Hannah wanted to go walk through the parking lot of it. Dyana and I both realized Hannah was just out of it and when we asked her if she was OK she just kept sayin him over and over again and kept pointing at a window. When I looked at the window she was pointing at the lights started flickering on and off and then a shadow of a man standing in the window and then suddenly the lights stopped. I told Dyana we needed to go.
Once we got back to the house we layed down in the yard. We blasted our music and started talking. Thats when I thought I heard a little girl screaming for help. I sat up quickly trying to find out where it was coming from. Hannah and Dyana asked what was wrong. Before I could tell them what I heard, a figure started toward us and once again I heard it. A little girl calling for help. I didn't know what to do and I was terrified so we just ran.
This time we were in the front yard. We were messing around and playing basketball. Once we got bored, we just sat around. I saw yet again another figure in the distance walking torward us. He was tall. Hannah, just like before, was saying him over and over again. Dyana screamed! Said that house was abandoned and she's never seen him in her life.
** It's not much of a story but I figured I'd share anyway.