This is my story and I swear this is completely true. Well when I was 16 my family moved into new house. When we were moving in, whenever I went to the house I got this strange feeling, like I was being watched, but none of my siblings felt it, so I brushed the feeling off. So the first night we stayed in our new house, I had just gotten into bed, I couldn't get to sleep, because it was strange, sleeping in a new house, so I stared out of my door into the doorway for some reason trying to get to sleep I suppose and I could hear this sort of whooshing sound and I saw a dark coloured figure float past my door. At first I thought it was my little brother in his cape trying to scare me, but when I got up to see if it was him, he was in a deep sleep. What I saw wasn't him. I kept seeing this figure every night I stayed in my new house. But it didn't try to hurt me or anything all it did was walk past my room. I tried to follow it once, but when I went outside my door, it was gone! After that night I tried to follow the figure, I never saw it again.
Thanks for reading, Banana Bender.
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