I know that I said this story takes place in CT but that isn't exactly true. My story started in Massachusetts. I was seven years old. It was the winter of 2000, before Christmas. My father had just bought me a puppy and I was taking him outside for a walk. My family lived in an apartment attached to the dorm of the boarding school my mother worked at.
I had just come out of the door and the puppy, Spencer, was pulling on his leash. He was trying to pull me around the corner of the building. I pulled him back because it was cold and I didn't have my jacket and I didn't want to go far. There was a motion activated light around the corner and it turned on. Then a shadow appeared. It was tall and defined. Definitely male. There was tree around the corner as well and if the light had turned on it should have showed a shadow of the tree but it was definitely shaped like a human male, probably six feet to six foot three. Spencer barked and I ran back inside. My mother went out to check it out and told me there was nothing there. She even took Spencer with her and he was fine.
Ever since I've always had a bit of an uneasy feeling. Like someone is right behind me. Even in a room full of people. I feel it at school, at home and at work. When I was eight my mother and my two younger siblings moved to Connecticut.
One evening I was walking home through the woods and I looked to my left and I saw a shadow exactly like the one I had seen at the apartment except that it was white. I ran back to where my mother and some friends were sitting around a bonfire and told them but they only laughed at me and told me I was seeing things. I believed them for a while, until odd things started to happen in my bedroom. My door would open when I was the only one home or someone would open my window while I was sitting right there in my room. It would be something I didn't notice. I would look up and all the sudden it would be open. I would lose things like my cell phone. I would set it down on my desk or my bed and when I came back it would be missing. I'd feel him walking with me. One time I had three friends over for a sleepover and all four of us saw a floating white orb in the corner of my room, near the ceiling. It disappeared a second later.
It didn't used to be this bad but lately I feel it stronger. I've been talking to him when I'm alone. He never talks back but I still feel like he's listening. I stopped asking him to respond after the first few times. There have been many times when I have felt upset and I can feel and odd sensation on my skin. It's a weird tingling feeling. It feels sometimes like he's hugging me or holding my hand. It's surprisingly comforting.
He's standing behind me right now as I write this, 5:00 PM Wed. July 7, 2010.