Shadow people sightings are reported by the thousands every year all from around the world. Often these shadow beings are said to come out and play while you’re asleep in bed. People describe an incredibly tense feeling and are usually paralyzed unable to scream or move. It’s in these moments that victims become aware of a dark presence emerging from doorways or the corners of the room.
Researchers have put these creepy shadow figures down to hallucinations that can occur when the brain wakes up just before the body. This explains why victims are often unable to move for short periods of time while this terrifying experience is going on. However, there are hundreds of reports that suggest it’s not always when you are asleep that these black shadow figures are spotted. Here are some true accounts of creepy shadow figure encounters from people who were NOT asleep.
The Dancing Shadows
“My grandpa used to see shadow figures out of the corners of his eyes as a kid, while awake, and so did his little brother. He was a very no-nonsense Englishman so one day he simply told them he wouldn’t be seeing them anymore, thank you very much, and he never did after that. He said they didn’t scare him, but they distracted him; he would see them sort of doing cartwheels, dancing jerky dances like puppets dance, or just walking around. When he got into grammar school he decided he was too grown up for them, and told them to go away. His brother carried on seeing them and as far as he knew, never stopped.
He 100% did not believe in the paranormal. He was all about science. Never heard him tell a ghost story in my life. And he told me about this when I was in my 20s, so he certainly wasn’t just trying to scare the grand-daughter.”
“When I was younger I had some teeth pulled, and spent the next couple days stuck in bed.
I fell asleep in the middle of the day, and I remember slowly waking up to indistinct whispering. Like some people were talking to each other in the next room, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying.
When I opened my eyes, there were dozens of these tall, thin shadowy figures in the room. Definitely humanoid, but I couldn’t see any detail. They were just dark, like your eye couldn’t quite focus on them if you looked right at them.
They moved around the room a bit, generally paying me no mind. I was confused and curious, but not scared. Like, I knew they couldn’t really do anything to me, or didn’t want to.”
“When I was a bit younger, I went up the forests in the mountains where I live, this one forest, in particular, used to be a location of an ancient Celtic village and I often saw shadow figures roaming around the area there. At first, I was really spooked but after a few months of visiting this forest I noticed that the figures didn’t pay much attention to me and some even waved at me.”
They Know Who You Are
“The thing about them is that they don’t move the way people say ghosts move, sort of unaware of their surroundings. They move around like people for the most part as if they’re really interacting with the world. The three times I’ve seen what I can only call a shadow person, I’ve been keenly aware they knew I saw them. That’s the creepiest part, that they seem to know who you are and where they are, that they’re intelligent.”
“My only experience with anything like this was after a particularly vivid dream in which someone was whispering what I can only describe as “secrets” into my ear. When I awoke I looked directly across my bedroom and I saw a shadow darker than darkness and it turned and looked at me. When I called out it then turned and ran straight into the wall and I’m sure I saw a kind of splash of darkness, like dissipating smoke, as it disappeared.
I absolutely believe that whatever it was had been whispering into my ear before I woke up and that I had awakened before he thought I would. I also just feel I know it was a he.”
“I’ve seen one leaning over my mother while she was sleeping. It seemed like it was very interested in her, observing her. When it saw me in the doorway it reacted extremely fast. It sprinted towards me and passed through me at great speed. Probably worth mentioning is that it divided itself into three beings when it moved. Woosh woosh woosh, all three passed through me.
But strangely enough, that shadow figure didn’t seem very hostile to me. I think there is more than one type of shadow people. When I was a kid I dealt with a demonic one, which, I kid you not, haunted my bedroom for a while. Every sign of a haunting was there: cold air, sense of fright, religious objects falling down, scratches on the ceiling, and even a face appeared. I’ve only seen that one once before it started the ‘haunting’, and I remember it left a very bad stench behind. And it looked different. I only saw a small portion of it, but it was more material, it had more substance, like thick smoke, while the other one was more translucent, ghost-like.”
Darker Than Any Shadow
“During an investigation. All four of us in the room saw it. It has no sound. It moved very smooth, not articulated. It reflected nothing and was darker than any shadow. It seemed very curious about us and kept walking by the door of the room we were in and eventually came inside. We had the lights off in the room, but it was light outside and in the hallway. The window let enough light in to see clearly and even on our infrared cams. I didn’t “feel” anything, not even scared.”
“I’ve lived with shadow people all my life, and see them every so often. First time I was 10. I woke up in the middle of the night and looked at my door and there was a shadow person standing there in the hallway (I used to sleep with the door open), and I could clearly see the outline of it. It was static though, the outline was clear but shifted, like there was interference in what I was seeing. I could tell I was being watched and looked at, but there were no facial features, just a black mass in the shape of a person. The figure darted to the left of the doorframe and entered the living room, I could hear its footsteps oddly enough. It came back, then stopped in my doorway again before going down the hall towards my parent’s room. I got up to look and of course nothing. I sleep with my door closed now. I never saw it again in that house, I heard it though walking through the house many times. It wasn’t until I moved into my current place that I saw them again, this time much more frequently. I see them every few weeks or so. They don’t bother me, I don’t bother them. We coexist.”
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