❝𝕖𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕛𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕝❞creepypasta investigation

The hat man Ⅱ ⁽ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿᵃˡ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉ⁾

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The second time i saw him was in Germany. I lived there with my dad, stepmom and little brother for some years before i returned to my hometown.

I was home alone doing nothing really, when i saw that the weather was getting rainy so i went to close all windows.

The last one was in my parents' room. I walked in normaly and went to the window. And then is when i saw it, in the reflection right behind me was the hat man again. I gasped and turned around quickly to find noone. 

I thought i was going crazy. I looked outside one last time trying to find anything that could resemble him, but i couldn't. I mumbled to myself to get it together and angily went to leave.

But it woulnd't stop so easily. I saw him once again, in the mirror. Clear as day! He was simply standing there, in the corner. I turned around once more to see nothing! I started getting irritated because when i looked in the mirror for the hundrenth time he hadn't left. 

I walked towards the mirror and told him to leave. He then furiously dashed towards me, until he was right behind my back, he then lifted his hand to touch my shoulder. The most terrifying part is that i felt it.

I screamed in pure terror and bolted to my room, closed the door and called my dad (i thought it would help but he called me crazy). I could hear this man's footsteps in the hallway.

I will never forget that day...

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