Posted 15 May 2012 - 06:57 AM
Oh boy, has conversation on the shadow people picked up since the last time I looked!
I'll take my time reading through this thread and catching up...for now, I'll say another hello, and share my 2 year story with my shadow person, who I still see on different occasions, but much more infrequently than this two year time frame.
My shadow person is about 7 feet tall, usually taking the form of a human silhouette. I started seeing him (I have always felt compelled to refer to it as a "he") when I would sit in my living room, out of the corner of my eye. Natural reaction was that I was just mistaking something or another in the room for him, and I'd continue what I was doing. Eventually, however, I would not just see him in the corner of my eye, but full on. He appeared in my bedroom in the basement, once, which I didn't like, and voiced politely. I simply requested he keep any visitations to upstairs, especially when I was in the living room, as I couldn't sleep while knowing I was being watched. It's been five years since then, and he still observes this courtesy and doesn't try to appear in my room or elsewhere in the basement.
I never had any negative vibes, so to speak, from him. I was never afraid, but VERY curious and quite determined to get a better visual (longer - when I managed to see him full on, it was for only 2-5 seconds. It was as though he had forgotten to watch for me looking and was caught unawares, and I always found his reactions amusing. This eventually morphed into a game between us) and eventually, I did.
I posted the full story in your previous Collected Facts About Shadow People thread in 2010. In short, he seemed to grow stronger over time, and grew darker as this happened. He went from a more smoky black, easily blending into shadows on the wall and looking natural, to a very dark, inky black that was out of place in most areas that were reasonably well lit. When I first began seeing him, he struck me as very shy and reclusive, with an overwhelming neutrality. As the first year went on, he became more friendly and seemed to grow as attached to me as I was to him. I had great fun with all the games of peek a boo!
He was pretty much a constant night-time companion to me in the evening when I'd sit and write, or do schoolwork. He'd flit around elsewhere, but would always check in every hour to several hours for a few minutes. This stopped during the second year of sightings, after something caught both his attention as well as my dog's. I had this overwhelming sense of rage from him, but not directed at me, but something else. He was fixating his attention towards the kitchen and dining room doorway. He went flying (morphing into a smoky ball from speed) with the dog joining him, after whatever they saw, and through the patio doors off the dining room. This happened after dinner, around 7-8pm (it was summer, so wasn't dark out yet). Our dog stopped at the door, barking, and she was never the type to bark at nothing. She was generally a very quite pup. I let her outside and followed, looking for anything obvious. She went to the edge of the deck and barked - and I couldn't see anything. There were no animals in sight, no people, no cars on the street...it was just a nice, late summer evening, with the sun beginning to set. Eventually she quieted, but she was pretty upset for an hour or so after this. I didn't see my shadow person again for months. When I did, he seemed to have lost much of the energy he'd gained, as he was back to that smoky-grey, dark, but not that pure inky black he'd had before. He also was back to short sightings every few months, fleeting straight-on glimpses, as though letting me know he was still there, but unable to stay.
Since then, he's been visiting more and more, and even followed me down to Vancouver in 2009 for a vocal workshop at the university. I saw him watching from this little overhang for props above the stage, as well as in the lit hall of the dorms a couple times.
I've never felt anything evil from him, or malevolent, but just that he's as curious about people as we are about him. He's taken up the habit now of saying "hi" to my mom and dad (aka, he's woken dad in the middle of the night by laying a hand on his back. Apparently he recoiled and vanished when dad turned to see what the issue was. He thought I had come to wake him up, but there was nothing there, only this fleeting glimpse of a shadowy figure vanishing) and he's also been revealing himself to any friends who come over frequently enough.
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So that's my experience in a nutshell. I always feel pretty safe with him around! I've come to believe that what he and my dog chased out of the house was an entity I had encountered twice on the stairs in the house, which had scared the bejeebers out of me. I came to believe this because I haven't had any more encounters with anything on the stairs, and no more negative encounters anywhere within the house.
-Solitaia.
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SinNomine00, on 21 March 2012 - 07:00 AM, said:
