INTRO: At around the age of 5 or 6 I lived alone with my mother in New York City (manhattan). My mothers part of the family had a history of women who were experts in ghost, saint's, and seeing into the future. Currently my mother's half sister's grandmother is the last to practice such things and she lives in Miami Florida I have always wanted to ask her what I saw that day in my fathers house. At first I thought maybe I was dreaming considering I was so young when I saw it. I asked anyone in my family if they had seen such a thing and my uncle said he had seen it before. It would stare at him with small green eyes while he was trying to sleep and then vanished. I am now sure of what I saw because he explained to me what he saw, and it matched my description of the little Ghost. I'm posting this here to see if maybe someone else can help me understand a little more about the type of entity or ghost I saw.
STORY: It was around probably 9 or 10pm at night and my mom tucked me in for bed. The house was really dark and I asked for a glass of water. After I asked my mother left to the kitchen to get the glass of water, I waited for her and looked around my fathers room nothing had been moved since he left. While looking around something caught my eye. At the top of my fathers closet a swirling green misty orb wafted over my fathers large black boots. It had appeared out of thin air and I watched terrified as the orb constructed itself into what looked like two little greenish feet, then greenish pants, and then what looked like a small greenish jacket or vest top, finally the head appeared it had a thick whitish greenish beard and a pointed hat. He looked very vintage and old with beady eyes and wrinkles pulling at his pointed noes.
From what I saw it looked angry it resembled a gremlin or a gnome-thing. It opened its mouth but made no noise, its eyes were cold and it looked very indulged in my fathers shoes. He tried putting his feet in them but kept walking right out of them like his ghostly state couldn't allow him to physically wear my father shoes. He tried multiple times but couldn't put them on he became more and more frustrated. Finally he gave up and threw kind of like a small tantrum. From this point I can't remember if he saw me quickly and vanished or he heard my mother walking back to my room with water and vanished. Since then I have never seen him again.
From my uncles experiences with the Gremlin it would stare at him at night and even appear in his room whole he was trying to sleep. Each time my uncle would feel something staring at him and would look at him each time he did this the gremlin would move back a bit, But still glare at him very hard. My father lived with my uncle and slept in the next room but when I asked him about it he said he never saw it. I don't know if it ever watched my dad or he didn't notice it. I wonder if the ghost has left the house since that days and what ties it has to my family.
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