This takes place in Houston, I was 3-4 years old with my mom and her boyfriend at the time (now 20 years married).
We were in the back yard BBQing, my mother was sitting in a chair to my left and Greg sitting to the right, I was in the middle with my favorite blanket. Everything was all good, until I looked at the power line running across the backyard (this yard probably a quarter of an acre tiny yard).
Now on this power line was a tall man walking in 1800's style suit (the suit was flawless) had a smaller top hat not a huge one like Lincoln. I can't remember if he was walking with a sword or a cane, one of the two. His sleeves were rolled up halfway to the elbow, his arms from where the clothing stopped was flesh on the upper arm and slowly turned to bone as it got closer to the fingers, same thing for the neck went from flesh on the bottom of the neck to veins then just straight bone for the head, had some ugly dirty hair coming down under the hat.
The one thing that makes me remember this is the eyes, like a dark yellow mixed with some light orange, similar to a yellow light if you are squinting at night (or if your blind and take glasses off and look at the yellow light).
That feeling when he looked at me though just shook me, my mom and Greg both started freaking out since they could not see it and I was a little kid pissing myself, so that just told my mom my fear was real.
This incident is very easy for my mom and Greg to remember, earlier that day they laughed and took pictures of me as I got myself stuck wedged in-between two branches climbing a tree. One of those pictures of me stuck crying hangs in their house.
I would sleep in the spare bedroom when I would go visit (I did not live there) they would leave the bathroom light on so I could have some light shining under my door. One night however I was staring at the light under the door, when all of a sudden the light disappeared and my entire being started to get sucked into the darkness. Luckily as a little boy I had a super high pitched scream which I let out and my mom made it in time.
I did not ask my mom about this until around 2013, and to my surprise she remembered it all. And came back at me with this story of how she used to see these three little skeleton girls that would dance in her room at night when she was a little girl.
Now I have not seen this thing again since that time, but I have experienced quite a bit of weird things. If you happen to have seen anything similar to this that would be cool to hear from you, Anytime I think about this I can see the eyes perfectly like the first time in my mind staring at me. It's not scary or nothing now, not until I see it with my eyes again.
I have not written a paper or anything in years so my grammar and punctuation is probably pshhh (at least it's text and not handwritten).
Initially when reading the story, I thought how strange and creepy and what an event this must have been for Airboy to remember this from 3 years old. Not that memories are unheard of at that age, but just all the detail he was able to remember of it. Again, creep factor in the details. Then to read the comments about how others have seen electrocution victims with yellow eyes, how the skin on the hands and head would be the first to go, etc... Lends even more creditbility to this account, for me. That's not to say the poster wasn't being truthful in his account. I don't mean that at all. Just that the level of detail is probably historically accurate with what a tight rope walker who fell victim to his stunt would look like, fascinates me. Also, I've always been fascinated by children being able to see things that adults cannot, which piqued my interest further still.
Thanks for sharing, Airboy!
Love and light,
PB n Jilly