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From:
Aangelongo
Subject: (no subject)
Date:
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
I am 23 years old and I live in
I have seen these shadow people quite a few times. Most of it
happened when I was a little girl, between the ages of 8 through 10. It usually
occurred when I would walk by my parent’s room. On one
specific occasion, I was walking passed my parents room and out
of the corner of my eye I saw a blacked cloaked "person" sitting on
the edge of my parents bed. I turned to look at it and though it
was wearing a hood and I did not see a face or flesh, it seemed to be
staring strait at me. Not only did it stare at me, but it pointed at me. For
some reason I did not FEEL any kind of intimidation from this
"person", but, being it did appear to be pointing at me, I took
off running downstairs to the comfort of my parents.
This happen several times and I never told my parents, or anyone else for
that matter. As I grew older and my family and I moved to a different
apartment, I stopped seeing this "person". But about two years
ago, I was at a friend’s house and we were the only two people there. We
were hanging out and talking when I suddenly saw the same "person"
standing in the doorway, and again it appeared to be looking right at me. I
looked away from it and when I looked back, it was gone. My friend did not see
what I saw.
Every time I have seen this "person", it had been in
the light. It wasn't any kind of shadow; it looked just like a human being
wearing a long black cloak with long sleeves and a hood. I just wasn't
able to see any kind of flesh to make me actually believe it was human.
CopyrightŠ2005-2011
From:
Leo
Subject: Encounter with A Shadow Person
Date: Tue, 29 Nov 2005 22:52:04 -0500
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
About 13 years ago, several of my co-workers and I went to a small fair in
Brewster, Ohio, which is located in the northeast part of the state. The main
street into town has an underpass, which is lit, that goes underneath
train tracks. The Wheeling-Lake Erie Railroad headquarters was located
directly beside the underpass.
We had walked about a half mile to the fair and were returning to our cars. It
was about
At first I thought it was another person's shadow and I looked down the
sidewalk. There wasn't anybody there. By this time I was well into the tunnel
of the underpass which, as I said before, was lit. The shadow remained as
strong as ever. Also two cars came down the street and their headlights passed
across it but it still remained. Even though it was summer, the closer the
shadow came, the colder it got.
The shadow traveled across the ground and came toward me. As soon as it reached
my feet it disappeared. I then ran to catch up with Tom and his girlfriend. I
asked Tom what it was we just saw. He said he didn't know, but when he was up
next to the tracks, he heard a rock overturn and this thing came out from under
it and chased him down the hill! I talked about this to a friend of mine
and she said it was probably the spirit of someone who had been hit by a train
and that's why the shadow was cut across the chest. Tom is in denial about what
he saw, but I believe I came in contact with a shadow person.
CopyrightŠ2005-2011
From: Jonah
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Sent:
Subject: Darker than Dark
Ok, check this out. I don’t know what it was
that i saw, but i saw
something i had never seen before, and to this day, i wonder what it was.
It was about
I continued to the patio area and sat down onto the
concrete, just pondering and thinking, when all of a sudden I was interrupted
by the same scuffling sound of dried leaves coming from the very back of the
house. As soon as i heard the noise, I quickly
turned, and there, I saw a dark shadowy figure, walking across the back
yard. It was the shape of a man about six feet tall, wearing a long overcoat
and a hat. It was very dark outside, and what i
saw, was darker than dark. There was no full moon that would explain a shadow.
I followed it until it hid behind a tree. I waited for it to continue walking
thru, but it never came out. I picked up a ball and threw it towards the
tree and waited for it to come out. It never came out. I got tired of waiting
and went back into the house. I was expecting it to continue walking
because i thought it was going to jump my
neighbor's fence, but it stopped as soon as it reached the tree. I
did not feel fear, i
just thought it was someone trying to use my yard as a shortcut. If it
was someone that i had startled i
think they would have ran to the other side of the house and not walk across
the back yard.
I keep hearing stories of shadow people. I think what i saw was a shadow person.
Oh, and one more thing. have
you ever seen the movie "jeepers creepers"…not the first one
but the second one?
Well,
that’s what it looked like.
CopyrightŠ2006-2011
Subj: in my room.
Date:
From: Kford
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
This is short, but I do remember it well. When I was
about 10, I was sleeping in bed and I heard the floor creaking like something
was walking in my room. I opened my eyes and this tall dark shadow figure
was standing there. It was wearing a long black cloak. Anyway, I
used to build model planes and stuff, and it was examining the shelf where I
kept them, and then it turned around and was standing over my bed examining
me. At the time, I don't think I was ever so terrified in my life.
After about 15 minutes or so, it turned around and moved out of the room.
Ken.
CopyrightŠ2006-2011
Subject: No
Subject
Date:
From: anonymous
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
I also have seen one of these "shadow people". When I was 16 I lived
with my uncle, his wife, and 3 daughters in an apartment complex in
I continued up the
stairs toward it thinking all was well. The shadow walked in front of the
bathroom window and my blood ran cold. I could see right through it. The light
from the window was distorted, like it was shining through water, but i could see it none the less. I stopped dead in my tracks
like a deer in headlights, the feeling of horror was
indescribable. I wanted to vanish off the face of the earth just to get away
from this thing. The figure turned and started down the stairs. I put out my
hand to try and stop it i guess but it just passed
right through my hand, up my arm and right through my body. The sensation was
like pins and needles, or like sticking your hand in very very
cold water. I almost vomited. I did not turn around to look at it, I
didn’t go to the bathroom as I had intended. I went straight to bed,
grabbed my cousin’s rosary and said whatever prayers I could remember
from Sunday school. I never told anyone in the house. I've only told a few
people at all. I swear that this story is as true as my memory allows. I've
never seen a shadow person before or since, and hope that I never do.
CopyrightŠ2006-2011
From: Dana
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Subject: Re: Trenched Coat Man
Date:
My sister, mother, and I have all seen the same shadow
person when we lived in out old apartment. It was a figure of a tall man with a
trench coat and hat. He would come into the one bedroom from that hallway. He
would usually either stop in front a mirror that was opposite the foot of the
bed and disappear or finish walking across the room and go through the wall. My
sister and I just found out today that our mother had seen it also. She didn't
want us to know because she thought we would have been scared since we were
younger at the time. Since we've moved from the apartment to our house, no one
has seen the trenched coat shadow man.
Dana
Listhostess responded and asked Dana if family members
saw the shadow being collectively or separately, and if separately, did all
family members recall the trenched coat man carry out the same pattern.
All I asked if the family members saw it frequently. The response was as
follows:
My
sister and I saw him do the routine of coming into the room and going through
the walls and sometimes stopping at the mirror. I just spoke to my mother
and she said that she never saw him come into the room, but walking down the hallway past the door. All 3 of us have seen him a
few times. As far as I remember it was all the sightings were random, some
nights it would just be there. I don't know if they saw the shadow man at the
same times that I did.
I do believe that the entity was attached to the apartment. My mother also told
me that one of her friends thought she saw something/shadow in the backseat of
her car when she used to leave our apartment to go home. Whatever that was
hasn't happened/showed up since we moved either.
CopyrightŠ2007-2011
Subject:
Little Boy Sees Grandma's House Guest
Date:
From: Gmfbear1
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
I have been attuned to spiritual events my whole life. I can remember
seeing people's auras as early as 2 years of age.
My first shadow people experience occurred when I was 4 years old, at my
Grandmother's house in
I immediately started screaming at the top of my lungs and my parents and
grandparents ran in, flipped the light switch and asked what was going
on. I was crying and told them that a man was in the closet and was
talking to me. All I remember after that is all the adults said I was too
worked up about Easter and that I saw my Grandma's ironing moving in the
wind. They closed the closet and turned off the light and told me to get
to sleep. I stayed up the entire night with an illuminated alarm clock
under the covers and praying to God that I didn't want to be killed.
Multiple times since then I have seen figures, auras, etc.
CopyrightŠ2007-2011
Subject: shadow people
Date:
From: email omitted by request
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Ben Gomez,
My uncle checked the windows and all the doors and rooms
were checked for intruders but none were found.
It was canceled as a nightmare and everyone went to bed. Behind the curtains leading to the next room
I could see those eyes, those glowing eyes staring back at me. As you can guess
I didn't sleep well for many weeks.
At 13 years old, I was plagued by voices calling me in the night, and once I
was dragged thru my bedroom window halfway outside in the middle of the night
by invisible hands that left me paralyzed in fear. I later told a friend of mine my story and he
told me of a black shadow that jumped on his brother's bed one night and ran
into the closet when discovered. The shadow was not to be found in the closet
but after that, they wedged a chair to the door of the closet every night
before bed.
My most horrible night was the time an uncle visiting from
CopyrightŠ2007-2011
Subject: shadow people
Date:
From:
Between the ages of five and six, I saw two 'shadow people'.
When I was a little
boy, I was always afraid of the dark, but for good reason -- strange sights and
noses were not uncommon during the dark hours; in fact, I can't remember a
night in which I didn't experience the presence of evil. I would hear mysterious
voices and footsteps, and on rare occasions, I would see images. All of the
preceding perceptions were always followed by a strange, painless burn-like
feeling that ran through my entire body, head to toe. This
feeling, as well as the relentlessness of the entity(s), have left me to
believe that they were in fact evil, or demonic.
My first sighting,
as a five-year-old boy, came when I awoke late one November night. Afraid to
consciously be alone in my room late at night, I stepped out of bed, my nerves
dancing like around like fireballs, and approached my open door, which was open
so the light from the bathroom could shine in my room (no lights was not an
option). When I reached the door, I watched a small elf-looking creature slowly
tiptoe across the wall and disappear into my sisters open room, the room in
which I had just planned on going. The whole time I could not believe what I
was seeing; I froze until it disappeared; then, I made a made dash for my
parents' room, the place I would spend the rest of the night. My next
encounter came when I was seven, and would be much scarier than the first.
Sleeping in my
sister’s room, I awoke to a shadow of a man standing at the base of her
door. This man was well defined and the blackest shade of black I had ever seen
in my life; I was convinced an intruder had broken into our home, so I let out
a horrible scream. Moments later, my sister turned on the light and the demonic
spirit instantly disappeared
And while the
sounds of demons have rapidly died down with age, I always seem to get a
reminder from time to time, although I'm just thankful not to have seen a
spirit since that night ten years ago.
CopyrightŠ2007-2011
Subject: Shadow
person
Date:
From: Sharon
To:
shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Hello,
I
first heard about shadow people through Art Bell’s radio show, but I did
not believe it was true until I saw one. It was late one summer evening
in
It
was about 5ft tall, very, very slim; and there wasn’t any way to tell if
it was male or female. It moved with lightning speed back and forth, up
and down and all around the back end of this one car. I was surprised how
pitch black the shape was and that I was looking at a shadow this late in the
evening!
One
thing I can tell you is that I did not want to walk up to the figure; it did
not give me a welcoming feeling. I have to admit I was afraid to get any
closer to it. I remembered what Art said one time that shadow people are
afraid of cats, and I have always owned one; which is probably why I never saw
one near my house. But I did not get the feeling that this shadow was
relating to me at all, it seemed completely engrossed in the car.
Thank
you for the opportunity to share this experience with you, there were many
times after that I tried to get on Art’s show and tell him what I saw,
but I never could get through.
CopyrightŠ2008-2011
From:
sharkkkk@tmail.com
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Sent:
Subject: Creepy shadow.
Hi, I
just came across your web page a few hours ago and ever since, I've been
fascinated and terrified of it. Well I have an experience when I was about 11
years old (8 years ago). This occurred at one of my townhouses I used to live
in younger.
So it was one night I was getting ready for bed, climbing up my bunk bed about
to sleep when my mom came in and tucked me in. It still is vague memory to me
nowadays. Well when I woke up one in the middle of the night and my room was
lit by the neighboring lamp in front of my house. So for no reason I look to
the right and my door was slightly ajar and I see this man's face, well the
outline, just peering. I knew it wasn't either of my parents because this guy's
face is totally new and stranger looking to me. I just stay in a state of fear.
I just turn and I hide under the covers and this noise or something caused by
the door. I look out and the door is even wider. At this point I just wish I
was never awake to have seen that.
Well morning comes and the night after experience still paralyzes me. I ask my
parents if they got up and checked on me last night. They said “no"
and I just get very sketchy. She assured me that she didn't. I believe her
because the face didn't look recognizable or anything I had ever seen. To this
day, I still get chills and fears thinking about it until I came across your
site. I'd like to post this in the recent stories and share my experience with
others.
Thanks, Gene.
CopyrightŠ2008-2011
From: Tammy
To:
shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Subject: Personal
Experience
Date:
I have an open mind but I always try to look at all possibly
theories because I don't really want to believe in shadow people. However, this
is my experience.
About four years ago, I was renting the top half of an older
house in
The next day, after a sleepless night, I found my gold
medallion necklace in the bed, one side had Jesus and the other side was the
Virgin Mary. What was odd was the clasp (which was tiny and hard to get on or
off) was still closed and the chain was too short to pull over my head in my
sleep. I don't ever take my necklace off.
This confirmed in my mind that this experience was not just
a hypnogogia theory, where a person is part way
between sleep and waking, where you are conscious and in a dream like state and
perceive images from subconscious that experience both visual hallucinations
and a feeling of dread. While that theory may sound like a possiblity in the scientific aspect, I can't let go
of the feeling that it was real, and how did the necklace get off my neck with
the clasp still hooked?
I still continue to see shadow people
off and on, as soon as I turn off the light, before I am even asleep but I have
not had any other physical experiences with them since.
Tammy V
CopyrightŠ2008-2011
From: "Marge Padgitt" <margepadgitt@comcast.net>
To:
shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net>
Subject: Shadow Mouse
story
Date:
Margie Kay
Author of Haunted Independence and The Ghost Hunter's Field Guide
Director, Mysteries of the Universe Conference
Director, QIG QUEST Investigation Group
www.ufokc.4mg. com
www.mouconference.
net
CopyrightŠ2008-2011
From: Name Withheld
by request
To:
shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Subject: Shadow people
Date:
Hello,
I thought that I was going crazy until I found your
website! I have been trying to identify a figure that appeared in my
bedroom, and now I am afraid that my question may have been
answered. It has been bothering me because it seems much too real to have
been the result of a dream.
Recently, about a month ago, I had a terrible nightmare
in which a friend of mine severely injured her hands in a kitchen
fire. It was so realistic, that I could actually smell her burning,
but luckily did not suffer the sensation of breathing
in smoke. I woke up in a cold sweat to find that there was smoke in
my bedroom, that I could not move, and that I was being choked. My tom
cat, who never sleeps in my bed, was
standing in front of me growling towards a figure
standing by the side of my bed. I get the sense that
my cat was trying to protect me and that the danger I faced was beyond
physical. I was thus distressed to read on your website about "hat
man" for the figure I saw was essentially a silhouette, wearing a trench
coat and fedora hat. To say that he was a shadow might be a misnomer,
because he actually embodied an absence of matter and contained a great
darkness. At no point did I mistake him for a human being. Despite
the fact that I was filled with terror, I somehow managed to make him
leave using a piece of my spirit (a piece of blue?). However, before he
left, he laughed at me, telling me that "he would be back with the
four." I then instantly fell asleep again.
The cat was sick the next day, throwing up so badly that I
stayed home from work to take care of him and almost took him to the
veterinarian. I was also extremely feverish, out of sorts, and had a sore
throat. While this certainly could have been a dream, the experience for
me was terrifying. Since then I have noticed a sort of white-wispy
gossamer form that seems to lurk at the corners of my eye and is occasionally
reflected in windows and glass. I hope that this one is a good spirit!
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