This is my first time on this website. My name is Brenda I'm from the Bronx, New York and I'm just 15years old. I am going to tell you a story about me when I was a small girl. I used to see black shadows in my room, or hear voices. It all started when I was like 7years old.
One summer day of 2008 at 3:12 in the morning I had been awaken someone was walking in my room. I got up and asked my grandma if she heard the same thing but she just stayed asleep. I left it at that and went back under the covers. 10 minutes later I felt someone grab my feet, I jumped up and was looking around but there was no one there. I was so scared so I got up and went to sleep on my top bed. As I was getting myself comfortable I quickly looked at the mirror I had on my wall, I don't know why but I just stood there staring at it. After a while I felt as if someone was next to me when I looked and no one there. I looked back at the mirror and saw a face.
The face was looking at me with big black eyes. I blinked and the person was gone. I jumped quickly under my blanket and started to pray. "Praying is not going to work" is what the voice said and started to laugh. I didn't pay attention and kept praying until I couldn't hear or feel it around.
The same day when I was getting ready for school, I had a hand print on my leg and it was burning. I told my mom and she thought I did it to myself.