I’ve never fully believed in ghosts but I’ve always been of the mindset that I’m not going to test whether or not they’re real. You will never catch me in a graveyard or with a Ouija board. I just don’t need to bother them and have them get after me.

That isn’t to say that I haven’t had weird encounters in my life. Days when I felt something was watching me or some kind of odd feeling in a dark and creepy place. The weirdest encounter happened in my own bed.

When I was I want to say about fifteen, I was lying in my bed at my parents’ house. It’s an older house but I never experienced anything out of the ordinary, until that night.

The way my bedroom was set up was that I was in the far corner away from the door. I was able to look through it at the bathroom, whose light we left on to make sure that we didn’t step on any cats that might be lying in the hallway. There were two lights that were on two separate circuits. So, that if one went out then the other would stay on. This night, I was watching them and they both snapped off at the same time.

I thought that maybe it was a power outage but I glanced at my digital clock and that was still on. I reached up to my face and ran my nails down it. It hurt.

I had enough time to think, “Yeah, this is going to suck”

It then felt like several hands were grabbing at me and rolling me back and forth in my sheets. I was panicking as I didn’t know what was going on. It took place over only about fifteen seconds but it was enough time for me to take notice of it. I fell out of my bed and looked under my bed. I saw a blue face down there of a man that looked like he was in pain.

I didn’t know what to do, so I punched it. My fist didn’t connect with anything but the face disappeared. I got up and turned the light on. I didn’t sleep for the rest of the night. Being fifteen, I felt I was a little too old to wake up my parents because I might have had a bad dream. With nothing else to do, I played video games. In my potentially haunted room.

I didn’t have the best survival instinct.

Later, after I told a friend about this, we spoke about our shared experiences. We both saw people that were shaded blue. I don’t know if that’s a universal thing but like before, I’m not going to find out.

This is an experience that I haven’t forgotten in the last twenty years. I haven’t had anything similar to happen. It’s just made me feel a little bit nervous when I’m home alone in a place that is older. Heck, even newer places because you don’t know what was demolished for that new structure to be there.