When I was eight years of age my father joined the military. My family and I left Austin, Texas and moved to Vilseck, Germany because my father had to be stationed there. We settled into our new home and everybody was happy especially my brother and I because we never encountered snow before and it was snowing outside. It was early in the morning and after eating breakfast I asked my mother if me and my brother could go outside and play in the snow. After she said yes we went outside and around to the back of our house were there was a playground.
We started having snowball fights and playing tag when I suddenly tripped and fell. When I got up I got a strange feeling, more like an urge to turn around and face our house. I turned around and to my surprise there was a dark black figure in my room on the 2nd story looking out the window as if he was watching me and my brother. I stood there trying to figure out what it was that I was looking at when I heard my brother say," What is that!" I asked him if he could see it too and he said yes. The figure looked like a dark shadow and the more we stared at it the more we started to become frighten.
My brother and I started to run towards the house and the closer we got to it the more scarred we got because that thing was still at the window. We ran around the house, busted through the door and into the living room were our mom and dad was sitting watching TV. We tried to explain what happened but it was hard to describe exactly what we saw because we never seen anything like that before. My father went upstairs to check my room out as we waited at the bottom of the stairs. He came back out and said that there was nothing in there. Then we told him to check every room, but he still did not find the shadowy man.
That night I was still spooked about what I had seen with my brother. There was no way I was going to sleep in my room after what I had witnessed in there. I ended up falling asleep in my brother's room. It was hard for me to fall asleep because my brother, who is only two years younger than me, kept asking me if I was still awake. He was still pretty scared of whatever it was that we saw.
I ended up falling asleep only to be shaken awake by my brother. He looked completely freaked out and he told me that he saw a huge black bat flying around in the room! I believed him of course and got up out of bed. We ran to my parent's room and woke them up telling them that there was something in my brother's room. My dad went to check it out but found nothing and my mom stayed with us in the room comforting us until we felt better. When she left we tried to fall asleep.
This time my brother ended up going to sleep and I was having trouble doing so because I kept getting the feeling something was watching me, but I didn't want to open my eyes and check. I gathered up enough courage to open my eyes and when I did I saw that same dark figure from before but this time he was flying around the room in all different directions! I was just laying there wanting to scream for my parents but just as I was about to the thing flew out of my room and out of sight.
Since that night all sorts of strange things would happen in that house that were unexplainable. One day my brother and I were in my room playing Nintendo when the TV just turned off by itself. My brother got up and turned it back on, but before he could sit back down, it turned off again. He turned back around and went to switch it back on and before he could even try it turned back on by itself.
We looked at each other puzzled when all of a sudden my brother screamed, "Look!" He pointed towards the doorway and when I turned around I saw an elderly woman who was sitting in a wheel chair. The woman looked very old and in terrible shape, her legs were missing like they were amputated. She was wearing a nightgown and it looked like it was blood soaked. She looked as real as any other person. She was trying to tell us something but when she would move her mouth nothing would come out. I wanted to run but she was blocking our way out of the room. We stood there looking at the woman for a good 20 seconds and for some reason we weren't afraid of her. It was like she was asking us for help or something.
Then the lady stopped, turned around and pointed to the hallway, and right in front of our eyes this cloud of smoke appeared in the hallway. The cloud started forming itself into the dark shadow man. He started to walk toward the woman and we started to scream for our parents. Then the shadow man seemed to grab the woman and when he did they both just vanished. Till this day I feel like the shadow man was keeping this old woman captive. I think she was asking us for help. We never saw the woman after that.
Another day my father walked into my room when I was playing my Nintendo. He asked me if my brother and I were still seeing strange things. I answered him yes and he told me he believed me. Soon after that we moved to an apartment for another year. We stopped seeing the shadow man. Then we left Germany and moved back to Texas. When I got older, 19 years old, my father and I were watching a horror movie called The Thirteen Ghosts. When the movie was over my dad asked me if I remembered the house that we used to live in Germany. I said yes, of course, why?
My father said that one night while he was just about to fall asleep in bed, he felt something grab both his ankles, raise his legs up in the air, and slam them real hard down on the bed. When he looked around to see what was going on, he could not figure out what was happening. He said that even my mom would be woken up to the slam of his legs. This continued for several nights until one night after his legs were slammed again, he said he opened up his eyes and saw the most terrifying thing he ever laid eyes on. My dad said we saw a black shadowy figure standing at the foot of his bed grabbing his legs, making strange noises. He said he could here echoes of a woman screaming in what sounded like German language. When he sat up in bed the shadow man disappeared.
My family and I had many more encounters in that strange house, even my mom. I've tried to make sense of it all, but what I think is that the shadow man was probably more like an evil entity that was holding human spirits captive, torturing them. My brother says he even saw the spirit of a little boy with what looked like a bullet hole in his eye. That house was a very old one. It's been there since the 50's, God knows what happened there. Sometimes I have nightmares about the shadow man. It seems he still haunts me to this day.