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Evil Doppelganger 2

I was shocked what the friend of the family told me. There was no way I would call him names or what so ever. I asked him what time it happened. He told me it was after midnight. He was walking alone to his car and saw me coming. He told me I was cursing at him while walking. He said I was wearing a black jacket and dark pants. My hair was straight. My hair is curly, but I do straight it a lot. He looked at me in shock and asked why I was cursing. He wanted to walk over to me when another cop came to him. He said he wanted to come to my house a couple days later to talk.

That night, I was just at home. That's also what I told the family friend. I told him that he must have made a mistake and that it was perhaps a drunk girl that looked like me. He said that he was sure it was me but that we should just forget it.

But to be honest, I couldn't. I have been fighting with a sleeping disorder since I can remember. But during that time, it was getting worse. I would have nightmares about me getting in a car accident when I would be 17 and die. I got so scared that I just did not want to sleep anymore.

A couple weeks later, I would get really scared in my house. A lot of times, I would sit downstairs and sing. My mom would go upstairs doing the laundry or whatever. I was never scared before and I loved to be alone. But one day I really felt being watched. I shrugged the feeling off and poured myself a drink. Then, I sat on the couch. I don't know why, but a voice in my head said: look at the TV. I thought, the TV is off, why the hell would I look at the TV? I did as I was "told" and I gasped. I saw a "shadow" that had a silhouette of a man. His hand lay on my shoulder. I wanted to scream but I was in shock. I immediately stood up and turned around. Nothing, just my own reflection in the big mirror behind the couch.

I told myself to breathe slowly and to calm down. I called my mom and she came downstairs. I told her what happened and she told me that it was okay, that it was maybe a ghost who is watching me. I thought that was possible because the hand on my shoulder is a sort of: everything will be ok gesture. I just told myself it could maybe be my father so I wouldn't be scared. I ignored the fact it looked like a "shadow" but the thought really helped. My dad passed away when I was two. I don't know why, but this incident was really hard for me to forget and I still remember this like it was yesterday.

The next following weeks, I wanted to see the shadow again and perhaps talk to it. I am really afraid of ghosts and stuff, so this was really difficult for me. I sat on the couch again and waited but nothing happened. Then I stood up and went to push the curtains a little to the left. I actually have no idea why I did that, I just did. I should not have done that. I saw a man, with a rope around his neck. His neck was bleeding; his arms were along his side. He wore black pants, black shoes and a white long sleeved shirt.

I could only see the back of his head, no face. He had dark hair. I screamed. So hard. A couple seconds later I heard a knock on the door: my neighbor. She asked me if I was alright and told me I looked like as if I saw a ghost. I told her I saw a big spider and that's why I screamed. She believed me but I really did not want to be alone so asked if she could stay with me until my mum would come home. She looked worried and said of course.

My mum came an hour later home. When my neighbor left, I told her what really happened. My mum said she was sorry that I had to see that because I have a fear for blood. She said that it was impossible that somebody killed himself in this house because our house is new and only one family had lived here before us. Because I was so scared, the following weeks I would sleep with my mum.

About two months later, I decided to sleep in my own bed. I did not want to be scared in my own house. I went to bed and to my own surprise, I fell asleep fast. Hours later, I wake up. Some sounds woke me up. I heard footsteps next to me. I took a deep breath and looked to my right. Guess who I saw? Me. Or, the other me. She had long medium curly hair, dark eyes and looked pale. I just froze. I decided to talk.