A few weeks after my mom gave birth to me she went to me in the middle
of the night because i was crying, when she went in the room she saw a
dark figure of a man who she thought was my dad holding me and decided
to go back to sleep, in the morning she thanks my dad for taking care of
me, as it turns out my dad was not even awake then and nobody else was
in the apartment, gets worse later on in life not only me, but my
sister, cousins and friends have all seen it somewhere in our home, all
in separate accounts and we dont normally tell people about it unless
they’ve seen it and it follows us wherever we move to and at this point
me and my family have all learn to ignore it though we all know its
there.
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