AND I just left prison a few months earlier and I had difficulty adapting to the sleep routine. I had a full -time job at a change factory. I woke up around 3:00 am every morning, so I usually crashed at 18 or 19:00 every night. One night I was lying in bed watching TV. At that time I lived with my parents. I was a bit afraid to be at their home because it is in the country and they are not dusk until dawn. I usually slept with the TV. I swept to the wall and went to sleep. When I lay there, relaxing and almost sleeping, she called nature. I rolled up to get up and there, in the corner of my room, I stood a newborn man. To this day I can tell you what he looked like. It happened almost 7 years ago. He stood very composed, looking down at the floor. He had blond hair, a pale complexion. He wore a navy blue hoodie with pockets in the front (both hands were in their pockets), tanned pants and dim shoes. I looked at him for a few seconds and then came back. My heart was beating quickly, and when I got the courage, I flew out of bed and the living room. My parents thought I was crazy when I told them a story. I know what I saw and I know it was true.
