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WRONG MOOD.
So, this is from my own childhood.
When I was younger, I don't recall what age specifically, I'd woken up and gone into my living room for a reason I don't remember.
I recall, distinctly, seeing what I can only describe as a shadow child. It was like someone cut a hole in the air and all that was left was black, except the eyes.
The eyes were red.
There weren't any pupils, just red, like someone had colored the eyes in with MS Paint.
I remember it beckoning to me, and I remember walking toward it.
The only thing separating us was a glass window, since it was standing outside, between the house and the lilac bushes. (There weren't any lilacs in bloom, so it was likely fall.)
Something happened, I don't recall what, but it terrified me enough to go into the kitchen where my older brothers were on the computer.
"There's a monster in the living room!" I had cried, but when they came with me, there wasn't anything.
Before this happened, I could see ghosts and the like perfectly fine, but since then, and only until recently, I couldn't see anything spooky or spoopy. Even then, I can barely make anything out except vague impressions if I focus hard enough.
The thing is, I'm fairly certain I'll meet it again, because it wasn't a child at all.
So, this is from my own childhood.
When I was younger, I don't recall what age specifically, I'd woken up and gone into my living room for a reason I don't remember.
I recall, distinctly, seeing what I can only describe as a shadow child. It was like someone cut a hole in the air and all that was left was black, except the eyes.
The eyes were red.
There weren't any pupils, just red, like someone had colored the eyes in with MS Paint.
I remember it beckoning to me, and I remember walking toward it.
The only thing separating us was a glass window, since it was standing outside, between the house and the lilac bushes. (There weren't any lilacs in bloom, so it was likely fall.)
Something happened, I don't recall what, but it terrified me enough to go into the kitchen where my older brothers were on the computer.
"There's a monster in the living room!" I had cried, but when they came with me, there wasn't anything.
Before this happened, I could see ghosts and the like perfectly fine, but since then, and only until recently, I couldn't see anything spooky or spoopy. Even then, I can barely make anything out except vague impressions if I focus hard enough.
The thing is, I'm fairly certain I'll meet it again, because it wasn't a child at all.
