Story 4: Shadowman

~ Hello y'all, this story is a story that has had a huge impact on my life, if I'm being truly honest, it is my own story. I don't mean that the other stories aren't mine, I mean that this is a real life experience that I went through. It changed my way of thinking and made actually feel that I was crazy, mainly because it was terrifying. Just writing this actually made me tear up, don't worry im holding these damn tears in heh! But, I have tried everything to find out why this happened, how it happened and who it was, I still have no leads. Anyway, I hope u enjoy! And I love you all

(Its pretty long ngl) <3~

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"Awhhhh! I fucking love you Itadori! My favourite anime dude ever!" I exclaimed whilst I laid in bed hugging my pillow, my laptop was open with my favourite anime on; Jujutsu Kaisen!

I clenched my fist, "Sukuna! I swear to fucking God! Why would you that you piece of shit! Why did you have to rip out my dudes heart! Oh God, you really through it on the ground.. yuck." I used my clenched fist to give a small punch into my innocent pillow.

That was typically how my nights went, I wrote some random shit, then I binged some animes, and then I eventually force myself to go to sleep. (ngl, its my mothers doing, I would rather stay up all night and binge Jujutsu Kaisen but she's really bloody scary)

After watching about 4 more episodes, I slowly, and I mean very slowly, closed my laptop. Of course I didn't get up to put it on my desk, so I left it on my bed. I then went into overthinking mode, mainly where I judge the characters of animes, or thinking about fake scenarios that will never truly happen.

I was in overthinking mode for a good 20 minutes, before I gave up and sprawled myself out on my comfy bed, subconsciously my feet searched for the cold spots in my bed.

That took another good 8 minutes, making the time 12:28am.

I dreamt about weird things that night.. not really if your comparing it to my other dreams but it was still really weird, ya'know.

To be exact, I dreamt about being able to transform into a phoenix and other mythical beasts and then a man was hunting me down and it practically turned into a game of cat and mouse. But the weird thing was that this man, this burly and drunk looking man, SHOT ME WITH THIS SHOTGUN! A BLOODY SHOTGUN! So fucking rude.

Anyway, my dream went on, with me winning and clawing his legs as a rat, heh.

Just when it got the very good part, the very very veryyy good part of the dream, I woke up. Yes, I woke up, I WAS LIVID!

But that wasn't the weird thing! At this time in my life, I had been waking up for the entire week at 3am, witches hour, spookay haha. Nah, I don't believe in that shit, but it was really exhausting! I just want a good night's sleep, I need my beauty sleep stupid God! Even a monster would be afraid of my eyebags!

I lifted myself upright, I looked about the dimly lit room and smacked myself on the forehead. "Ahh, what time is it?" I very slowly lifted my left arm that had a watch on it, the time was 4:26am. "Fuck, let me sleeppp pleasee" I begged the lord right then.

After praying for a good 3 minutes, I got under the covers, with the covers over my head, i tried to go to sleep again, normally it wouldn't be hard because I had only been awake for like 10 minutes and I still had eye crust.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to sleep, my mind was too awake but my eyes had no signs of opening, and that when an awful sound made its way into my ears, the sound of something falling.

I pulled the covers off my face and looked in the direction of the sound, a frown was on my face. But I didn't see anything, nothing could've fallen!

And that's when I opened my eyes wider, my heart stopped.

I stared at the corner of my room, my eyes were wide, so wide that you'd think there was something incredibly wrong with me. My heart was in my throat, I felt.. awful.

What made me feel like this? Guess. Guess what made my heart drop, what made me feel like my eyes were playing terrible tricks on me, GUESS WHY I FELT CRAZY FOR WHAT FELT LIKE AGES! GUESS WHAT MADE ME.. GUESS.. just guess..

I rubbed my eyes, I rubbed them again, I rubbed them for ages. In the corner of my room, was a humanoid figure.

That figure, was entirely made out of darkness, what made me completely insane was that the figure was darker then its surroundings. It was the darkest thing in my room! My jaw was agape, I stared at it for an eternity.

You may not know me, at all. But I have a terrible tendency to just accept things, to the point that I will not say no and would be the most open minded person. And that night, I accepted what was in front of me.

The figure had no face, but you could see his arms, legs and head really well. Because of this, I thought it was maybe my brother playing pranks of me, so I used the flashlight on my watch and pointed it in the figures direction.

Nothing, there was no one there, I put my flashlight down, and there was the figure again, I repeated this for like 10 minutes.

Then, I said the question that most people would say to a shadow figure that was in you room, standing in the corner. I said the one thing many people would say.

"Do you want some coffee?" That was my question. I am not lying at all, I asked the shadow figure.. if it wanted coffee.. Of course I got no response.

"Do you want some food? I can make a mean scrambled eggs" I seriously said that with a wink. My mind was wide awake and so were my eyes, I knew that the thing wasn't human. I got no response again.

"Do you want anything??" And no response again, by this time I was doubting whether I was actually seeing someone. So I thought it could've been a shadow of an object on my desk, made sense right?

Whether it made sense or not, I didn't want any problems and said, "if you need anything just go into the kitchen and grab it, make yourself at home. I'll just go back to sleep so goodnight!"

I did as I said, I.went.to.sleep.

I had the covers over my head and drifted off the sleep.

The next day, that entire thing felt like a dream, I knew it wasn't though. I then thought of something, if I leave everything as it was, then the next night the shadow would show up, meaning it was just a shadow of an object! I'm a genius, I know.

I went the entire day without moving a single thing in my room, I was ready that night!

Of course, I went straight to bed and binged some more Anime, then I overthinked about the previous night, and then I eventually went to sleep. Obviously, I wouldn't know whether I would wake up at the same time, but I had a feeling that I would.

I went to sleep, dreaming about flying donkeys and flying with Gojo Satoru and singing Barbie Girl. Weird, i know.

Fortunately, I woke up at 3am again. I somehow managed to lift myself up and looked around my room, I checked the corner where the figure once was, and found nothing.

Absolutely nothing, no figure, no shadow man, nothing. My heart dropped, I knew I didn't move a thing in my room and didnt even allow anyone in my room, that meant the man was real.

AND I HAD BLOODY ASKED HIM WHETHER HE WANTED SOME COFFEE AND SOME FOOD?!!

I spent the next week trying to figure out what happened, I tried to think of anyone that I known that had died and came to haunt me, I thought that maybe someone died in this home and is now haunting it, I thought of many things. Yet, it amounted to nothing.

I eventually gave up, I thought that maybe it didn't want me to know who it was and that I only randomly saw it. I thought that it would show up when it wanted to, I wasn't angry nor surprised. I was weirdly calm about it.

For the next 2 or 3 months of my life, I saw things in my peripheral vision, I saw shadow figures running through my home. At first I was terrified but I eventually came to terms with it. If I left them alone then they wouldn't do anything, right?

Wrong, the next year my eyes started fucking up, they called it anterior uveitis, my eyes were practically burning, I spent the next 2 or 3 months fixing them. They eventually were 'fixed', I had to have 6 different types of eyedrops every hour, for 4 weeks.

After that tragic event, my grandfather died, then my poppy almost died, and then my father almost died. I WAS LIVID!

I thought that the things were doing things to my life! My mind was in over race! I wasn't thinking straight and was livid! And that's when I chanced upon a video. A normal YouTube video.

That video though, changed my life. The video practically explained the figures, it said that they were called shadow figures and would look like a figure entirely made out of darkness. The guy that was in the film, explained when he first saw a shadow figure (he was young and used to use a quiji board and one night he woke up to a sound and saw a man next to his closet, the figure was entirely made out of darkness)

I was shooketh! I have never once touched any demonic thing, never played a quiji board! Never touched one portal type thing! But the description he gave of the shadow was so well done that it described what i saw.

I soon gave it a rest, I put the whole thing to rest and continued watching YouTube, I never thought back to the event and only thought of it now. Why would I randomly think of it you ask? Because my mother and father had both died once in their life, they were brought back to life. And my mother said that when she was young, she saw something in her room, a terrifying experience she never mentioned to anyone, she even moved out of the room for weeks, never once going back in.

What she explained was the most terrifying experience in her life, was what made me think of this event. You may ask why I mentioned that they had both died, that's because those events happened before they started seeing things.

For all that may ask whether I'm still living in the same house, Yes. I am. I hardly ever see figures now that I the eye thing, but I still see them.

I live in the exact same room, and when I randomly wake up at night, I instinctively look to the corner of my room. I have never seen that figure again, but I have a feelings I will again.