Scary ghost stories and stuff (1)

The Day I Met the Shadow People

The scene is set at the old apartment my mom and I used to live in, I was 8 at the time of this incident. Our typical Friday night usually consisted of horror flicks or the twilight zone, but tonight was different because she was late...

I make myself a bed on the comfy warm couch, tucked myself in because I alone at the time. I left the tv on, but I could feel my eyes slowly become heavy, and sleep came over me.

I woke up to static on the old tv screen no sound though, just flickering light, I opened my eyes enough to see the tv, and the ceiling above me. I turned my eyes to the left and I look at the wall with flashing light on it. I let my eyes adjust a bit before I close them again, I called out to see if my mom was there, but she wasn't. Oh well I said to myself. I laid back down and looked up at the ceiling and noticed something strange. I saw a dark figure above me outlined in the light coming off the tv. The light revealed its shape and size, but I couldn't make it out. I didn't want to.

It began to come closer as it descended from the ceiling over me. Becoming larger and darker, but still transparent and still not my mom. I grew fearful of it immediately and pulled the covers over me, and heard voices from my tv. Nothing was on at this moment, just black and white choppiness, that was muted, but these voices were calling me, suddenly it was very dark and I closed my eyes.

I fell asleep.

I awoke the next day. Mom greeted me. To this day I never told her or anyone else.