The Native and the House
My father is in the NAVY, so I've lived ALL OVER.
But when I was 4 or so, we lived in Singapore (from when I was 3 to 6). Many odd things happened in our house, but I never thought of anything as bad or scary. Well, maybe one or two things. But here are a few of my many memories.
One night I woke up from dead sleep. I turned over, to see a slightly transparent man standing next to my bed. He was tall, and I had described him to my mother as an Indian. When I saw him, I smiled and waved. He simply stepped back and disappeared. I shrugged, sad that he didn't stay to play. I went back to sleep.
A few weeks later, I woke up again. I wasn't expecting him this time. When I turned over to get up, I saw him and gasped. He instantly put his hands up as to say "Calm down, I'm sorry" and he left the same way he did before.
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Nina Jul 22, 2008
I wish you were telling this on the radio show Coast To Coast AM, so they could ask questions about it. They mention about shadow people, and people from other dimensions. It seems like it was a person from another realm, or maybe even a time traveller. Not to say that any of those are any logical answer, just what I have haerd from them. I felt after reading this that a comment needed to be made. Thanks for writing it out for us.
Kaity Bear Jul 22, 2008
you're welcome