To: The Official Shadow People Arhcives
Sent: Friday, October 7, 2016 2:34:38 AM
Subject: Hissing Shadow man that I thought was my twin sister.
I am a 39-year-old twin woman from upstate New York, about 20 miles north of the capital of Albany. I have 4 siblings two brothers and an older sister. I have lived in the same house my entire life. My husband and I bought it from my parents when I was 20. My shadow story doesn't start with me. Like I said I have a twin sister who at age 16 used to claim that she had a little shadow person who would show up in her room in the middle of the night to play with her tilting full length mirror. The shadow would giggle and tilt the mirror back and forth and back and forth like it was a toy and the giggling would wake her up. Now at 16 my sister smoked pot every now and again so when she told me and my siblings we all cracked up and were like smoke another one sis.. None of the rest of us had ever seen or heard anything weird.
At age 21 My twin who did not live with me at the time had gone out to some local bars with friends. She lived in a rural area and I didn't want her or any of her friends to drink and try to navigate those roads, so I told her she was welcome to come sleep at my house. She has her own key because I never bothered to change the locks.
I will predicate this with the fact that I have never done drugs ever and very rarely drink.
My family went to bed like normal but for no real reason about 3:00am I woke up out of a sound sleep. My husband lying next to me was on the left side of the bed on the same side as my bedroom door, and was sound asleep. For an unknown reason I immediately glanced at my bedroom door that was open and in the doorway there was a very dark shadow of a person. It was solid, you could not see through it and it was about 4 feet from me. I couldn't see it's face. But It had on a long trench coat and a hat with a wide brim. I could see its arms and legs, it looked to be wearing baggy jeans and a t-shirt under the coat, and of all things boots, like cowboy boots with the jeans pulled over the top so you could only see the tips and heals of boots. I was like, ‘What is she wearing?’
I wasn't scared, it just stood there looking at me. I was expecting my twin sister so, in my half-awake mind, I thought it was my drunk twin and she was wearing some guys coat and hat. I just looked at it/her and I said, "Oh good your home. Did you have a good time?" She/It just stood there. So I said, "Lisa, what's wrong? You so drunk you can't talk? You gonna get sick?" It said nothing. It was another few seconds and then it turned around and moved to walked down the hall.
Me, I get up out of bed and walk after it/her. I'm loud whispering (as to not wake my 1-year-old son or husband) "Lisa, what are you doing? Where are you going?" It was then I knew, real deep in your soul, animalistic FEAR!
The shadow man had reached the top of the stairs and I was a foot away from it and about to reach my hand out to grab its shoulder when he turned to me and let out this long primal guttural hiss!
I lost my stuff! I instantly knew this was evil. The sound that left my throat was a sound I can't even explain. It was a hollow, long, deep terrorized moan, I couldn't scream. Fear propelled me backwards in an almost backwards run to my bedroom. After all, I wasn't keen on turning my back to him. I reached my bedroom door and half-jumped half-flew like Superfly, Jimmy Snuka. over my husband to my side of the bed. I almost cleared the bed altogether. Because if he was coming back he was getting my husband first. Of course, my husband woke up and was in the middle of exclaiming a few expletives when he saw me pointing towards the door. I was crying and shaking and he knew something was wrong. He jumped out of bed and went down the hall. Before going down stairs he got my son and gave him to me and then checked the rest of the house. It was all locked up with nothing to be found. Through my tears I told him what happened. Yeah, he didn't believe me. He was like "Amy, it was just a vivid nightmare." I was like, "Oh ok…and how did I make it to your side of the bed to jump on you?" He just shook his head and said, "How the F&$€ do I know? Go to sleep."
Yeah right… I’m totally going to sleep.
The next morning, I thought of my twin sisters shadow, the one that used to play with the mirror and realized I was now occupying her old bedroom because the bathroom and laundry room made it a master suite. I called her and made her come over immediately. She came in 20 minutes. I saw her and instantly tears started streaming down my face, I told her I was so sorry to doubt her, and I told her my story. She laughed at me!! But she forgave me. My husband was sitting there listening to us, shaking his head. Still in disbelief.
That was 18 years ago. I still sleep in the same room on the same side of the bed, and occasionally I will wake up in the middle of the night with an eerie feeling. Always around 3:00am. When I do, I make it a point to never look in that doorway I just roll over and look the other way adopting the principal that if I don't see it, it isn't there. I'm real brave I know.
I haven't seen many stories on here that address a hissing shadow man so any information you have I would love to know about. I never looked up shadow man before two days ago. I was afraid they would tell me it was a demon and well then I'd have to sell my house and move.
You may use this story in its entirety along with my name. If I can help someone know there not alone then it will be worth the telling of my story. Thank you for helping me lose some of my fear, at least now I know they don't generally harm they just watch. I can live with that.