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Childhood trauma

This is a real story sadly about something paranormal.

I was about 7 or 8 maybe idk. When I was little I wasn't the best kid. One time I was sleeping in a tent that was set up in the backyard because I kept crying for my dad to let me and let me explain my backyard/house set up. I have a normal sized yard with no fence a couple of tree and a deck. In my backyard we have a road running through the back.

I remember waking up in the middle of the night to scratch on my tent again I'm in Ohio I thought it was a raccoon or possum or even one if my 2 dogs at the time. I looked out one of the little plastic windows that was facing my neighbour's house which is to the left of my house. I distinctly remember this because I saw what looked like a man covered in I think black paint or it was or maybe it was just the shadows. That is what I was thinking before the quote on quote man looked at me. One eye was dangling out of his socket his jaw was broken and dangling and half of his face skin was ripped off and gone and he was bloody and beat up like he got in a fight or was hit by a car. Of course I screamed because there's a man trying to claw his way into my tent. The man still on all fours ran away from my tent and to the road I watched from one of my plastic windows as the man was struck head on by a pick up truck but it was an older model something from the 80s maybe. I screamed louder seeing a bloody smear on the road and that man. I grabbed my princess flashlight and opened my tent door and went outside only to get soaked by a heavy down pour. I didn't mind and I ran to the road to see if there a body.... But he was gone so was the blood that was no sign anything was hit. I went back to my tent and stayed up the rest of the night.

I'm 14 now and I've seen other things in and around my house I have seen him after that day but it always plays out the same 2:37 a.m. April 19th The man enters from my neighbour's yard walks across mine on all fours and into the road where he stands only to be hit by that same truck.

This year I was out of town on the day this year (I know this doesn't seem important but it is just trust me) visiting my girlfriend and just having a good old time in New York. I'm still up at 2 a.m. Texting with my girlfriend because we are meeting up tomorrow and we are too excited to sleep when I get a call from my sister. She crying and frantically saying "oh my god he got hit he got his he ran out into the road and got hit" and I was freaked out she was talking about my husky. So I was telling her to calm down and explain it slowly. She then told me about the man. That's when I knew I wasn't crazy.

Posted by u/IstoleYourDigAgain