Tuesday, 3 July 2018

Not a Boy. A Twisted Soul.

I had a recent encounter with something totally unnerving. It was short and unpleasant.

I came home three days ago, and was walking past the Master bath about eleven at night. I entered my bedroom set down my belongings, and turned to reenter the hallway to go to the Master bath. I saw, what appeared to be an emaciated boy doubled over in front of the loo.

The boys arms and legs were skeletal, and gray. He turned his head from down, touching the tile, to upwards. His eye sockets were empty. It was not a child. It was not a dead child.

It shook me up. I smudged and salted the loo.I flat out threw sea salt on the floor and used the spare bathroom. Prayers, disbelief, checked my pulse I went to the dining room and sat for half an hour.

Lights on.

I haven't been shaken up for several years. But, this was creepy. The next morning I smudged and salted the entire house. that night as I was filling a glass of water. right outside the window, fourteen inches from my face, a head appeared, attached to an emaciated frame. Six feet off the ground. . NO eyes, grey skin. Dammit.

"Hey" it said. "Hello". I told it to get lost and I called on as much protection as I could.

Every instinct that I have told me this was not what it appeared to be. What I saw changed into a dark shadowy figure, when I told it to go away. So far, it hasn't returned.

I think it might be connected to another recent encounter. This is the first time I have ever seen something like this. Not pleased at all.

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