This story comes from Shane. Shane has had some terrifying experiences with Shadow People and wants everyone to know they’re really out there. I don’t know much about this phenomenon but after hearing Shane’s story I know I’ll be paying more attention to the shadows of the night – Sunshine
Was I supposed to know what Shadow People were? Is that something normal people know? I can’t imagine it is because it’s definitely not something I knew about until they started following me.
So on this night in particular I came awfully close to kissing her. I found myself bolting out of the house, afraid that if I stayed another 30 seconds I wouldn’t be able to control myself. But that’s not why you’re reading this is it? You want to know about the shadow people right? The reason I’m telling you about this woman is I can’t help but feel I brought these shadow people into my life, as a way of punishment.
The city was quiet that night I drove home. It was humid and still almost 90 even though it was slightly after midnight. My wife and kids were fast asleep. I had about a mile to go before I was home. I stopped at a red light. I rolled down my window and listened to the gentle hum of the city, waiting for a light to change that served no purpose at that time of night. And that’s when I noticed it. A shadow of a man, silhouetted by the yellow glow coming from the secuirty light on the building across the street. There was no depth, no life to the shadow. It stood there, legs slightly apart, like a black cardboard cutout. I stared. The light turned green but I didn’t move. Then something happened that sent shivers down my spine. It moved. The figure took two steps along the wall, stopped again, stared at me and then moved into a shadow and was gone. My mind raced. My body froze. DID I JUST SEE THAT?
Then my mind snapped back to the present. I hit the gas and drove home. Shaken, I forgot an important detail of that night. That I had just come from that woman’s house, that I might smell like perfume. I obviously hadn’t told my wife I would be hanging out with that woman all evening so the fact that I came home smelling like some cheap Jennifer Lopez perfume might raise some red flags right? It didn’t take long for my wife to wake up and smell her on me. But I had totally forgotten everything I had done before I saw that shadow person on the wall. All I could think about was him… it.
Now it’s 3 months later and I’ve been seeing the shadow people more and more. I’ve seen them almost every night now, no matter where I go. Summer is over, the sun sets earlier and earlier every night. These sightings have caused me to grow more and more distant from my life. My wife thinks I’m cheating on her because I’ve been acting so strange ever since that night but in truth I haven’t thought about the woman from my work once since seeing that shadow person.
I’ve done a little research on shadow people and everything I read says they’re evil entities from another dimension. How the hell am I supposed to explain that to my wife? “No Honey, I’m not cheating on you, I’m actually just being hunted by evil beings from another dimension. Do you believe me?” Needless to say I haven’t gone that route.
But I’m finally getting around to writing to this because I worry about what’s going to happen to me. Like I said, I’ve felt like they’ve been getting closer and closer ever since the first night I saw one. I’m afraid to walk in shadows at night time. In fact I’m even afraid to go out of the house after dark. These things have turned me into a shell of a man.
And then something new happened, something I’ve never seen in all my sightings of shadow people. As I stared at it for what felt like an eternity I began to notice eyes. First it was like the faintest star you can only see out of the corner of your eye. And then the eyes began to brighten, a sickly yellow glow emerged from the shadow on the wall, two eyes peering into my soul. I couldn’t escape. Then suddenly I felt something grab my hand. I looked down and lifeless solid black fingers were wrapped around my wrist, pulling at me. The was a shadow person below me, on the ground trying to pull me down. Pull me down to where?