The Man In A Black Hoodie

Everything started with a dream, I saw a man with beautiful blue eyes saving me from the monsters. After years, when I was a teen I felt like someone was watching me. Like someone was with me and I could hear him in my mind. Then someone started following me even my parents saw him but I never told them who he was. (Because I knew they wouldn't believe in me also he told me to not to tell this to anyone for my safety, it was more like a whisper in my brain.) I didn't think it was him but after seeing his face I found out that this was the man in my dream. He never talked to me or scared me he was just there for me. But I got depressed everything was so confusing I just couldn't handle it. Then my parents noticed that and I went to a psychologist to heal. My psychologist told me to tell everything, after I did, and after couple of tests. He decided that I was only in depression instead of being schizophrenic but my parents never stopped searching about the reason why I was depressed so they forced me to tell everything and I told them everything except the supernatural part of everything what happened. After telling my parents I didn't see him again. Like it was forbidden for me to tell them.

Let me talk about what happened while he was following me. He never stared at me like a pervert, he kept his distance between us.

Him and his friends came after when my hands started glowing. (It was at night time and I woke up with a pain in my hands when I looked at them they were glowing.)

He just let me know that he exists. He always wears a black hoodie. Weird but all of his friends were handsome just like him.

And if it helps I want to talk about the weird stuff about me. I am almost 18 and he looks like 21. I see static and negative version of the colors when I stare at an object. I used to have dreams about horrible creatures and found out that there are stories of these creatures that I saw in my dreams. I love crystals and I can sense emotions. I hear voices and visions that come at nights. And I feel like I am not alone in my room, like something bad is watching me (I don't think its him like something worse is watching me). My hands warm up and hurt randomly. I hope I can get some help from you, because I have fallen in love with this person (if he is a person.) I am tired of asking and I just can't find him. I felt so alone like a creepy person until I find this site. But now I feel better. Even tho there is a still possibility of being crazy.