storm moon
When I was little at my old house, I was in my bed laying down. When I woke up, I noticed a figure coming out of the closet and I heard something out of its mouth but couldn’t even tell what it said. This memory is stuck in my head for life. The crazy thing about it was I ran with adrenaline like my body made me run upstairs in my mom and dads bed, then passed out in their bed. I then woke up in my parents bed; bright as hell outside, feeling like idk what happened to me. Now, I said there was a figure.. but this figure reminded me of my other grandpa I never seen and it was weird because I seen pictures of him but he’s just different! Gray skin and black clothing like he was that character from SpongeBob that legit flickers the lights, and also reminds me of that old vampire character from old horror genre movies. I even think to myself if I was just dreaming or it was for real… It still haunts me this day forward.
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