My story begins in the summer of 2005 when I was about 13 years old. I was playing soccer by myself in this huge park across the street from my house. I had been in the park for over an hour or so, and the sun began to set.
As I looked to the west where the sun was setting, I saw a man standing on the fringes of where the open park becomes a heavenly wooded area. I stopped and stared at this man for a short time and then proceeded to kick the ball around. After a few more minutes I turned to see if the man was still standing there, and he was. I decided to wave my arm at him but he did not wave back.
A few short moments after that, a woman on a bicycle was coming around on the path. Some trees were blocking his position from the biker's view and as she passed him, he instantly disappeared. I thought to myself, "What is this creep doing?" still thinking it was just some person. Just minutes later I turned back to that direction and saw him standing there again. I decided to wave again and this time he did wave back.
As I still just thought this figure was a person, I began to leave the park and as I did, I noticed him coming further and further away from the trees and into the open park. I was probably 100 yards in front of him walking at a steady pace. I looked back and he was still moving in my direction but not necessarily coming after me. As I got closer to the road, I decided to stop behind these 3 tall bushes that completely blocked my view. I waited about 20 seconds and I decided I was going to pop out and see who this weirdo man was. I did so, but when I popped out I was about 15 yards away and realized this was no human, man or woman. It was a spirit or ghost with a human-like flesh color but completely transparent. It also had no facial features whatsoever.
So as I popped out, I stopped and stared very briefly as I was spooked out of my mind and all of a sudden it smoothly and quickly slid about 15 yards to its left and behind a tree. Its sliding motion was not like steps you and I would take, but more of like a floating smooth and fluent motion. I then ran out of the park completely spooked still looking back but he had disappeared.
My thoughts of this experience is that the ghost was not coming after me but that it had somewhere it wanted to go. Nevertheless it was very spooky.
Every summer I try to go back to the park around sunset to see if I can see the ghost again, but I never have...