Authors Note: Hi everyone, I'm JM and this is a non-fiction story that I went through only a few months ago. So, don't be afraid to ask any questions or if I should write more about Hunter since it's got lots more stories about it.
It was around 3:30 in the afternoon, and I remember it was a very sunny and
beautiful day. I was in the living room, my parents were out camping with my 13 year old
and my 4 year old sisters. I was drawing a tree in a field with some calming music
playing on the TV. I had some ramen on the table beside me, half gone, and some
pencil crayons, markers and a pencil sharpener on the other side of the table. I
remember looking up from my drawing cause I thought I saw something in the corner of my eye. In the hallway beside my couch was a large, very thin, tall man looking thing. It was at least 7 feet tall, and had no eyes, and it's mouth was stitched close and smiling at me with it's wide smile. It was like a shadow, completely black, with unnaturally long arms and fingers. It looked like it only had a spine as it's skin was stretched around it, no sign of any organs. His hips were very wide and thin, with barely any fat on it. It's legs were unnaturally thin and its toes matched it's fingers. It's head was bald with no hair in sight, or anywhere else. His skin was very stretched around his eye sockets, and you could see all his bones, especially his very large ribcage. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, and my eyes getting wider as my mouth opened to scream but nothing came out. I reached to grab my phone to call 911, but I remembered that my mom told me that if there was an emergency to call her first, if I wasn't actually dying.So I called my mom and facetimed her telling her what it looked like and that it looked as if it wasn't real, because I've never seen someone with that thin of a body before and as if it looked like it had no organs. I pointed my camera to where it was standing as she told me no one was there. I asked her how she couldn't see him and that he was right there staring at me and telling me stuff, she told me to calm down and that it wasn't real. She told me to call my counsellor and tell her what was going on. So I did, I ended the call, staring back at this thing, and called my counsellor. She told me that she was concerned and that I'd have to be assessed for something possibly schizophrenia. Later she told me that she didn't think I had it. But couldn't tell me what I had because she didn't know.
My friend McKayla came to my house to calm me down, and to see if it was really there or not. She came in and asked me immediately where i was seeing this thing, I showed her and she said no one was even there. I looked back at the thing and asked her if we should name it and if I should draw it to show my counsellor, she agreed and we named it Hunter Xavier. I drew him in a drawing and showed him to her, and she told me it looked like "The Other Mother" from the movie Coraline, I've never seen the movie Coraline so i told her i didn't understand. She showed me a picture of her and I laughed kinda because she was right. Later I found it also looked alot like Siren Head's body.
McKayla and I both talked for what felt like hours and I watched as Hunter walked towards us. It put it's hand over McKayla's head and I watched as it wrapped it's fingers around her head one finger at a time. I was terrified, and told it to get away from her. When i told McKayla about this she just laughed and asked Hunter for a high five, I don't think Hunter understood because it just walked away from her and stood in the same spot as before.
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