Before I moved to North Carolina, I lived in Georgia for 12 years. We lived in a great house. I have such fond memories, except for a few. There is one experience in particular that has haunted me through the years.
Our house was a nice one. It had three bedrooms and two baths, a kitchen, utility room, den, and a formal living/dining room. I started to take piano lessons in elementary school. My parents bought me a beautiful piano with real ivory keys. They put it in the living room, since it really was not used that often. Every night I would go in for 30 minutes and practice. I always felt a little uneasy in the room, but I continued to practice.
Whenever we had family that stayed with us, we always folded out the hide-away bed that was in the living room couch to accommodate our visitors. My grandmother had come down to stay with us for a week and we had her set up in the living room. It was the weekend and my grandmother had taken my older sister out and about. My mom and I were the only ones home. She asked me to go lie down and rest for about an hour. She was in the middle of changing the sheets on my bed so she suggested that I lay down on the bed in the living room.
I walked into the room and immediately felt unsettled. I shut the French doors behind me and hopped up onto the bed. I curled myself into a ball and scooted to the very middle. The doors as I mentioned were French style, so they had little "windows" over the surface of the whole door. I looked over at the doors and noticed an odd reflection. It was a small creature, about 2 or 3 feet tall and it was black in color. I could not make out a face, but it had two arms and two legs, it was human like. It also appeared to have two small horns on its head. It was behind me, near the dining table we had. I quickly turned and looked over my shoulder but there was nothing there. When I looked at the doors again, it began to walk towards me. I again looked back to try and see it, but there was nothing. I stole one last glace at the reflection and screamed when I saw it was trying to get on the bed with me. I flew out of the room and never went in again. I stopped taking piano lessons because I was too scared to go in the living room.
I have never figured out what I saw. It was so odd and it still frightens me. I am hoping maybe someone will know something and help me. I got such great feedback from the previous story I submitted, and I am hoping to get that again. Thanks for taking the time to ready my story.
To pick up on Pete16's point, don't take everything that is commented to you to heart, as none of us know what it is, we are merely offering our guesses.
Keep it real,