I don't really know how to start a story but whenever I walk or hangout with friends there is always a dark figure that follows me. It's size is about 6 ft 3 and it hangs when it is there. I am not very frightened by the figure but it seems very helpful to me.
One night I was walking around my neighborhood because I was feeling fat, and as I was beginning to jog there was this dark figure just holding still in the distance. It wasn't to far away from me so I knew it was not a human being, but I stopped to look at it and seen it for about a minute and a half before it disappeared. I walked over to where it was standing to make sure it wasn't a friend or sibling playing a trick on me but there was nothing there to be seen. I was scared that night and went home right after.
The next day I hesitated to go on a walk that night and stopped. I decided to walk in the mornings and maybe I wouldn't see it again, but there it was in the same place again. I turned around to run the other way and hurry home but it was right there clear as could be in front of me. I fell on the ground in fear and began to cry and run off. It made a weird sounds like a broken bass, really loud and deep but it sounded like "please stay." I went home again and began freaking out and when everyone asked me what happened. I just told them I fell and scraped my knees. They then went off too work and I was alone.
That night I was asleep and heard that bassy noise again but this time it had a screech sound with it. I bucked up and went outside to check it out and it was there in front of the house. It freaked me out but I didn't run, I stood and talked to it. I asked it why it was following me and it made that bassy noise but I couldn't understand what it said. I started screaming saying, "Please! Tell me why you are following me!" It screeched and disappeared.
Two months went by and I was walking down a sidewalk trying to get to a gas station for some drinks, and as I was walking across the road the dark figure appeared and held me in place. A car's brakes were slammed and it came close to hitting me but the figure stopped me. The driver rolled his window down and yelled at me to stay on the "freaking sidewalks" and to stop being such a freaking retard. After that I have felt more safe with the figure than frightened and to this day it has helped me be safe.
I do not know if it is a good thing that I am doing or a bad thing. Can anyone tell me what a dark figure following me and saving me means? I want to be sure that it isn't gong to hurt me or worse.