When I was four I would sleep with the door to my bedroom open and my dad would shut it quietly when he got up in the morning for work. I woke up one night to my door being slammed shut. I walked to the door to open it to see what was wrong with my dad. The man walking down the hall wasn't my father and when he got to my parents shut door he turned around with an evil grin put his finger to his mouth and said "shhh" before walking through the closed door. I slammed my door and started screaming my parents woke up and I haven't seen the man since but have had pretty vivid dreams of him strangling me in my sleep.
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