I've never really talked about his before, but it's always been in my mind and I've decided to get some answers. So, when I was really young, probably about four of five, I had a strange experience. Also, at the time of this first story, I was on vacation in Florida with my family, at a nice condo.
I woke up really early, and couldn't fall back asleep, so instead I walked out of the room and sat on the couch in silence, since I didn't want to wake up my parents or siblings, but still wanted someone to get up. I always hated being alone. Anyways, I just sat on the couch for a while, and then I see, out of the corner of my eye, a dark, hooded figure with piercing yellow eyes standing in front of the front door. He vanished after about a second of me staring at him.
Surprised, I stood up, and stared at the door for a few more seconds in a growing fear. Then I gave a small "Hello?" Nothing happened, of course, but I continued. "Is someone there?" A knock sounded through the condo. Being a really young and headstrong kid, I then went on to say "I'm not afraid of you". Two knocks followed my words and I ran into my parents bedroom and woke them both up.
I hadn't really thought about it for many years after that, but it'd come up in my head every once in awhile. I used to chalk it up to just a dream, though I knew I was awake, and then I had something else happen a few months ago.
It was the middle of the night, and I had just woken up. I happen to look over to my door, which is cracked open a little. There is the same hooded man with the same yellow eyes. I get the distinct feeling that it's the same one from all those years ago, like when you see an old friend. He was leaning against my door frame, but seemed frustrated or sad, a d he stared at me and knew I was awake. Another hooded figure with yellow eyes walked up behind him, and when that one saw I was awake they both disappeared.
I didn't sleep the rest of the night, but sat up and kept relaying it over and over in my head.
Regardless, from then on I've constantly talked to the figure I recognized, and I could constantly feel his presence. Never have I felt threatened by him, and I usually tell him about my day and joke about him, and how he's my personal diary.
In some ways, he's my protector. Whenever I feel worried or scared about something, I feel that he's there and find that I feel tons better. I've just recently started to research the topic, to find if I'm alone. I've come across many accounts of the "Shadow People", and know that they can be hooded and have yellow eyes.
I'm not quite sure if what I'm seeing is "Shadow People", but any feedback, tips, or personal stories would be very helpful!
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