From: name withheld by request
To: shadowpeopleorg@comcast.net
Sent: Wednesday, May 13, 2015 12:04:05 PM
What I am about to tell you is 100% the truth. It all started when I was 18 years old. Given my family history, my father and mother took me to Catholic Church growing up. We went on the holy days of obligation (Christmas, Easter, etc.). I had never truly explored my religion or any other for that matter. That entire senior year of high school, I was devoted to finding out what I believed. I explored multiple faiths of Christianity, Judaism, Islam, and much more. Ultimately, the apple didn’t fall too far from the tree and I ultimately chose Catholicism. It made the most sense to me. I decided that I should be confirmed and learn as much as I can about the church, from exorcism, to angels, to its not so happy past, I soaked it all in.
You may ask what this has to do with shadow people, and quite honestly I have no idea other than my experience with one was downright more frightening than anything I have ever experienced in my life. The only thing I fear in this world is losing the ones I love or being powerless to prevent my loss; yet this fear I felt was something so different, I will never forget.
It was on close to the date of my confirmation in the church and my studies had focused in on two major studies. One of them was choosing your confirmation saint (which all confirmee’s do) the other was a topic of your choosing. Comically, I chose exorcisms. I studied demonology and the process of how that world works. It was late one night and I was sleeping with my black Labrador dog who slept at the end of my bed. It was around 2:30 am and suddenly I was awakened with my door flying open. Immediately I stared directly at a figure in my doorway. There was a light shining through my doorway with the “being” standing there. At first the shape of the “being” was feminine in nature; skinny and slim. I thought it was my mom waking me up to go pick up a mess I had left downstairs as she had done in the past. I said, “Mom?” As soon as I said that, the “being” changed to a more masculine figure and took one step towards me. Meanwhile, my dog had hopped off the foot of my bed and began to stalk the “being.” My dog does this from time to time when we play. I also noticed she was growling and the hair on the back of her neck was standing straight up, from tail to head. I slept next to my rosary and grabbed it, shut my eyes immediately and said, “Praise be the Lord, Jesus Christ”. I then looked back up and the figure had gone. My door was shut and my dog had sprinted over to my door, still growling. I walked over to my door and noticed there wasn’t anyone up and all the lights were off. I called the priest right after and he reluctantly answered and said a prayer.
The next morning I come to find out my neighbor had a strange experience as well. Their dog was visibly upset around the same time I had my experience. My neighbor decided that their dog need to be let out to go to the bathroom and what happened next was shocking. Their dog, keep in mind, is a “giant baby”. The dog had taken off after something in the yard that was a black smokish looking thing, in which it shot away quickly.
Ever since then, I have seen shadowy smoke/figures awaking me in the night. I have turned my fear into anger and have at times said, “Let’s do this!” (with four letters words). I have not seen anything in a while. It only seems to appear when I chose to return my faith to Jesus and the Church.
My experience is odd, and I felt I need to share. But what I can say is, I believe whatever this thing is, it is afraid of God.
I wish you all good luck.
