My old house
Submitted by Cortney
When I was young about 4 or 5 I used to see this man in my closet holding a yellow hard hat and a silver clip board, everything else about him was transpartent. I would see him every night around the same time (I can\'t remember the time but it was almost the same time to the minute) I would see him just stand there not saying anything, I would scream and my mother would come running in tell me everything was okay and I would go back to sleep. This continued every night, my mom didn\'t know what to do. she called my uncle Larry over (dad worked nights at the time) just to have someone else there when i would yell to prove it wasn\'t something she was making up. and sure as crap i woke up screaming. Well this thing kept on getting closer and closer every night. Til one night it was litterly standing by my bed, he covered my mouth and told me \"please don\'t scream, i\'m not here to hurt you\" i tried to take his hand off me but there was nothign there, it was just really cold and i couldn\'t make a peep, he let off his had and i scram so hard. my mom couldnt\' take it anymore and we moved out. just thought i would share that experience it was odd.
My old house
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