This is my second story on this site. I have never been a religious person. Of course, I believe in a power that makes us who we are, that helps us and that is fighting to protect us from 'the other world.' I never was skeptical about the things that are 'out of the norm.' I believe in ghosts or any supernatural beings.
Ok, so in my first story I was trying to relate what happened when I was about 5 years old. I went with my grandmother to her cousin, and there I saw a silhouette made of steam that talked to me. I tried to forget this experience because I was too young and maybe my imagination was creating that 'man.'
One night, I was staying in bad and I couldn't sleep. After some hours, I felt really cold and I wanted to cover myself with the blanket, but when I stood upright, I saw something like a black shadow staying near my bed and moving. When I saw it, it stopped moving and it seemed like was looking at me. I covered myself with the blanket and I closed my eyes because I was afraid.
After this, I feel something watching me every day. And is not that kind of feeling produced by the fear of darkness, because I have the same feeling in the middle of the day. It's like someone is following me and when I stop and look to the place where I feel that he stands, I feel like he's getting closer. I somehow know that it's a 'he.' I don't think that he wants to hurt me, but I don't feel like he's trying to protect me either.
I wrote this here because I want some advice. If you can tell me your opinion about this presence I feel, I would be thankful.
Sorry for my bad grammar.