To: The Official Shadow People Archives
Sent: Friday, July 3, 2009 12:40:36 AM GMT -05:00 US/Canada Eastern
Subject: Shadow People Story
Hi my name is Briana, and this is my story about my encounter with shadow people.
This happened to me when I was 7 years old. It was a few days before my First Communion and my grandmother put my dress along with my older sister’s dress and my older brother’s suit in my room. (I was the youngest.) We were all doing our First Communion on the same day. She hung them up in my closet but put them facing outwards and left the closet door open and told me I wasn’t allowed to close the closet door because it would wrinkle the clothes. Since the clothes were facing outwards I could see them perfectly from my bed which was directly across from the closet. At night I turned off the lights and went to bed. Later on at night I awoke from my sleep and was facing the closet.
What I saw is something I’ll never forget.
There was something in my dress. Like someone was in my dress but they were pitch black. There were also other shadow people in my sister’s dress and my brother’s suit. But I didn’t really pay attention to them because the girl, it was a girl because I doubt shadow people have a sense of humor and I could just tell she was a girl, she was staring at me. I couldn’t really tell she was staring at me since she didn’t have any facial features but I felt like she was watching me while the others just seemed uninterested. I was so scared I didn’t know what to do so I just quickly reached over to my nightstand and turned on the lights and all three of them disappeared. I decided to leave the light on but I also decided to turn to face the wall instead of the closet. I soon fell asleep and slept through the night. The next day I told my grandmother I did not want the dresses and suit in my room, when she asked why I told her about what happened and she understood and took them out. After that I didn’t see anything, but ever since then I’ve been scared of the dark.
Then a few years later when my sister entered middle school and I was left behind in elementary school, I began to walk home alone. I lived in a safe neighborhood in a safe town, so there was nothing wrong with me walking home alone since I was already in fifth grade. Sometimes when I was walking home out of the corner of my eyes I would see the shadow of a person. But when I turned to look I didn’t see anyone. But I always felt like it was the girl in my dress who was watching over me and I’m not sure if it’s in a good way or bad.
Two years ago we moved away from that house into an apartment and I haven’t seen anything since but occasionally I’ll hear things or feel like someone’s watching me.