A Ghost Story- The Watcher in the Dark

I recently received this letter of a creepy paranormal story and thought I would share it with you. Has anything like this ever happened to you?

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I was laying on my bed one night after staying up late. I was nowhere near tired or even sleepy. In fact, I had just spent the last two hours laughing along with my little sister while playing with our toys. We actually grew pink in the face and it was hard to breathe without bursting back into tears. But this isn’t why I write to you today, Ms. Weirdest. There is something within this memory that calls for your insight, your attention, your mind’s eye.

I’ve shared this story with people who are close to me and all think I should share it to someone within this field of energy. So here it goes..

I didn’t feel, see, or hear anything out of the ordinary at all this late night. I must have been about 12 years old. When my sister said we had to stop laughing for a moment because she had to use the bathroom, I thought none of it. I said to her, go ahead. When she reached the door, I asked for a favor I wish I’d not thought of. I asked her to turn off the lights. I’d still be ready to keep going but I wanted to rest my eyes from the light.

It’s like a wave of peace, a black water, washing over my mind when she left. I opened my eyes after a brief moment and fixed my gaze upon the higher corner of my room. No real reason, or maybe subconsciously I was aware of something. I’m not sure. I did begin to space out for a second, eyes wide open, relaxed on my bed.

Wait a second. Why, did that spot just get a little bit darker? It is darker,  look at the rest of the walls… oh shit. Is it… it’s getting bigger.

I could not describe any better, a shadow ball on the corner slowly growing darker, larger, blacker. I could not avert my eyes, it was like being stuck in a gaze with someone, except there are no eyes to lock onto. 

This is the part where I lose my mind, but the friggin thing ZOOMED RIGHT UP TO MY FACE AND STOOD NOSE TO NOSE WITH ME!!!

YES, the ball manifested into a pale, white, plain, emotionless human girl with black where she should have eyes and it came nose to nose and stared right into me. My soul. My eyes. I was frozen solid while she- very so softly floated her face slightly to my left. I genuinely felt like she was studying me, and my fear was that this would be my last moments on earth.

 I tried to look for ‘stand-out’ features,  or anything to prove this wasn’t real but she looked like a plain white solid mask with no face under it. It floated so close to me that my poor body stood in shock. When I finally came thru, I had so many pent up emotions that I suddenly screamed and attempted to run to my door. I fell though, it’s like my legs had to remember how to run. Hell, now that I think about it, I had my mouth open for a second before I could remember to scream too. Getting to that door now was so much harder than I remembered and I never even thought to hit the lights. 

When my sister saw me, I was panicked, in tears, and with my parents- on the floor in trembles. They said I was watching too many movies at night but I wonder now if they maybe did believe me. What else do you tell a child to get them to sleep right? I developed a high sense of fear for the wandering dead ever since and I haven’t spoken to any about this before. Thank you for your time and please, please keep your lights on at night…

You never know who watches from the confines of the dark.

– Unknown

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