From: C. Manshack
Subject: My Life
Date: Sun, 4 Jan 2004 16:46:14 -0600
To: The Official Shadow People Archives

I have read enough of the stories to see that some people out there have had similar experiences to me. I thought that it was interesting to see that people have had experiences at all with these “Shadow People” other than me, but I guess that it makes sense, so here is my story.

The very first time that I ever saw a shadow person was when I was about 13 years old. I had recently been put into an orphanage because of parental abuse. I was taken from my home because my mother was found to be unfit.

I was faking sick this particular day because I wanted to stay in the dorm and sleep in. It was a very easy thing, I only had to tell the staff that I was sick and didn’t feel good. It was about 10:30 and I was asleep on my bunk in the dorm. We had a good sized dorm that was large and rectangular with only two exits: one on the north side and one on the south side. My bed was closest to the north end which also had an alarm on it and would go off if anyone ever came in it. The alarm was used to keep us from sneaking out.

Anyway I was trying to sleep and remember suddenly waking up feeling as if I couldn’t move and feeling the intense urge to fight with my will to stop whatever was going on. I somehow got the thing off of me and sat up in my bunk. I saw a dark figure completely black walking out of the south exit. I figured that it was a staff person waking me up or something and that they didn’t want me to sleep all day or something. The figure was about halfway out of the dorm and there were no lights on in the dorm at all. It was a dark day and the only light that was present was the one that was in the room that was connected to the south door. As the figure approached the doorway it faded into the light and disappeared.

I have to say that I have had a lot of experiences with this, as recent as a couple of nights ago. Most of the time, something attacks me as I am dozing off and holds me down, or prevents me from moving. I usually have this extreme sense of terror like something is incredibly amiss. I usually end up praying and asking God to send angels to protect me while I sleep or pleading the blood of Jesus or reciting scripture that I know.

Every once and a while I get the sense that there is something there and all of the hairs on my body including my face and neck stand up. I haven’t really told too many people about this experience because it is borderline crazy and I don’t want anyone to think anything about me. I recently met another guy at my church who told me that someone had put witchcraft on him and he started seeing the same thing. He told me that he got filled with the Holy Spirit and that caused it to go away and not come back. I realized also that my mother was involved with witchcraft when I was younger and still lived in California.

Anyway that is my story, I hope that it helps.

C.Manshack –
Fort Wayne, Indiana
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