SI was miniature, I met various awkward situations that have no observable explanations. For example, I remember when I was 5 years elderly. I lived in an apartment in a 2 -room apartment with my family and grandfather. At that time, my father worked early in the morning, and my mother woke up to prepare lunch. From some time my father had to work even earlier than usual, so he woke up around 3:00 in the morning. I still remember that my mother was in the kitchen when I woke up with the noise she made with a pan and dishes she used to prepare my father's lunch. I woke up and went to the kitchen. My mother immediately noticed me and asked what I was doing that it was too early for me and told me to go back to bed. I told her I didn't want to and want to facilitate her. She smiled at me and said OK. However, she later said that I could not resist because I was not wearing shoes and just sit on the carpet. So I sat down and waited. I was just staring at my mother.
When I talked to my mother and asked her questions about what she did because it smelled good and I was hungry. Suddenly I felt that someone was looking at me when I was sitting there on the carpet, close to the kitchen entrance. I turned my head to the living room and everything was black. This tide of frosty air ran through my body and I just decided to shake him and I turned to see my mother, almost finished and I was cheerful. Suddenly I felt the same feeling that someone was looking at me. I turned my head to see again and saw nothing, everything was gloomy, and then with the lights of the moon I managed to see something standing by the door to the room, which leads to rooms and bathroom. I was miniature, but I knew it wasn't normal. I just saw the shadow. Lack of face without the color of only black shadow. Now, when I write this, I still see him clearly. It was the shape of a lofty man, I could even distinguish the details of his clothes, but nothing was color, everything was black.
I rubbed my eyes to make sure I don't dream or see things. However, when I open them again, he was still there. I was just shocked and tried to find out who he was. I assumed that it was my father, but I stopped this idea because my dad was thicker than this man. This character standing in front of me was lofty and slender. He seemed to have jeans and a T -shirt. When I looked at him, my mother noticed that I was looking at something. Then she asked me: “What are you doing baby?” It was there that I stood, noting that this figure kneeling to achieve my height, but he was still on the opposite side of me. Then I told my mother that this man was in the corridor. She still put my father's lunch, so she didn't pay much attention. This gloomy figure was there, kneeling and staring straight at me. When I stood there, looking at him, he began to move to me. He stretched his right hand and signaled me to go to him. I was a bit scared at the moment. It seemed that he smiled, I couldn't really say that everyone was gloomy, but I had the impression. I didn't move and just shouted to my mother that this guy told me to go to him and that he was scaring me now. At that time, my mother said: “Who is staring at you, honey?” When I turned to tell my mother and tell her that in the hall where someone was there.
It had to be 1 minute or less, I looked at the door and nobody was there. My mother also looked at the same time, and she thought: “Look, there is nothing there.” Then she turns the lights and went to see who was there. She assumed that my older brother tried to play me. She went to the room and my father ended up dressing, and she asked him if she was in the corridor. Then he told us that she was changing, and then asked if my brother left the room. However, my dad answered unaware of the situation that my brother was sleeping all this time. My mother seemed to have a worried face, and then went to my grandfather's door to see if it was him. His door was closed and if he came out, we would all hear the door. Well, it seemed that my mother had no reason for what had just happened, and she told me to hug in bed and went to sleep. Then everything was forgotten.
But from that day I saw more shadows and heard strange noises. I am now 24 and until this day I usually do not tell anyone about what I see or hear, because they would simply conjure me up, saying, “You're going with your spirit again.”
