Shadow Thinker

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the-thinkerOkay internet, I need your help. First you’ll have to hear a story but I am going to keep it really short because I understand your time is precious with all the beliefs you have to defend, the politics you have to argue and the exes you have to stalk (*wink, wink).

When I was around 3 years old, I saw a shadow figure in my living room. It wasn’t like the experiences most witnesses describe. This figure was not something I saw out of the corner of my eye. I was looking at it head on and it did not seem to be in a hurry to go anywhere. It didn’t feel evil or make me feel afraid. It also had a very specific shape.

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Sweet Essence

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Photo Credit: My friend Charles – InstagramVSCO

My earliest childhood memory is a “paranormal” experience. Age 3.  I can remember so many details about the home I lived in and the people in my life. My Mom and Dad were still married. My dad had this perfect 80’s beard going but still rocked the 70’s hair. My mom was so delicate and tiny. Like a little fairy. Like me. I remember the way all of the furniture was arranged and which door led to which room.

My mother and I were both pretty shocked by the accuracy of those details when I spontaneously recalled the memory at age 14. There were two spirits I saw during that period and I am pretty sure they were within the same 24 hour period. I can’t be certain though. Time isn’t real anyway. Doesn’t matter.

There was a lady in a white dress with long black hair that I saw standing at the foot of my bed when I woke from sleep in the middle of the night, and a shadow figure I spotted hunched over in the living room floor. His shape mimicked that of the thinker statue but he was solid black. There was low lighting in the living room. He was much darker than the surroundings. I was wide awake when I saw him.

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