I was just reading a story on this site that sent chills down my spine, because while reading it, I realised that I had seen this exactly same “thing” many years ago. This particular story is called “Scary Stories” and is written by someone named Mark who is telling his friend’s (Paul) story.

I’m sorry my story is so long but there was a lot of explaining that had to go with it.

When I was little I lived with my parents on a brand new farm. Our house was probably built in 1970 – 1975 so it wasn’t your typical idea of a haunted house. However, it was a very scary place. I used to see these dark grey figures standing or sometimes hovering over my parents’ bed in the night (my bed was in their bedroom until I was five or six years old). Sometimes I felt my bed turn ice-cold, I remember thinking it was like sleeping in the refrigerator, and I would always feel so horribly scared. Other nights I woke up being too scared to make a sound or move because I was hearing someone’s footsteps and then the door being scratched from the outside.

I was usually a well-behaved and cute little girl but being really, really scared of going to sleep at night, I used to act like a maniac whenever I was supposed to go to bed. One night, after dinner, I (5yrs old) was in my pyjamas and I didn’t want to go to bed, so I acted up and was pushing my mother to the limits (my father wasn’t at home). Finally she had had it and carried me outside, kicking and screaming, left me on the steps and locked the door. I put on my “tough luck” front and decided to sit there until she gave up. Unfortunately the phone rang and I heard by my mother’s voice that it was her best friend, so this would probably be a long phone call.

After sitting there for a while I suddenly felt I was being watched and looked over the garden. This pitch black “thing” was standing by the fence, darker than everything around it. It had the same red, glowing eyes like in the story I mentioned before. The worst thing was that it scared me so much that I couldn’t move a finger or even make a sound. Somehow I managed to “unfreeze” and began pounding the door and screaming like crazy.

My mother was still on the phone and took her time finishing her conversation with her friend before she unlocked the door. Needless to say, I flew through the door and slammed it shut.

There were no trees, bushes, cars or houses nowhere near the fence just plain dirt and grass and a few meters away from that was a ditch (next farm was like two or three kilometers away), so there was nothing there that could have explained this or tricked my eyes. I would very much like to know if there are more people that have seen this kind of “thing” too. I got really freaked out when I read the description in Mark’s story. The thing I saw was just like it: formless, pitch black with
glowing, red eyes.

This is so weird, I had almost forgotten about it until I read it. What was this? Please feel free to send me an email (sindyellow@hotmail.com) if you have any ideas or questions. Now I’m getting really curious and want to know more about this.

From: “Sigurdora Johannsdottir” sindyellow@hotmail.com
To: obiwan@ghosts.org
Subject: story: black thing with red eyes
Date: Wednesday, September 14, 2005 8:18 PM

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