Your True Tales
December 2007 - Page 1
Black-Hooded Figure
by Dre
Another black-hooded figure with the red eyes, frightening but not threatening -- and with a sense of humor! I remember when I was maybe about 5 or 6 years old (I'm 21 now), an amazing experience that I remember very clearly. It was very late at night and I was in my room by myself. My parents slept in the room next to mine. My window and curtain were open and my bed head was positioned underneath the window but the right of it and the bed faced towards my door which I always left open.
I had gotten up for some reason, either to go to the toilet or to get something to eat, but I was standing facing my open door when suddenly the black figure appeared from the side of the door and moved to stand in the doorway facing me! I stood facing it and it stood in the doorway facing me. I felt strong feelings, indescribable feelings, and it was as if it was communicating with me through these powerful emotions, although nothing absolutely clear, like a particular word or sentence or even a particular feeling I could isolate. But I felt immense awe and shock and it was all black, and it was like as if it was wearing a heavy black robe and its face was also black, but it had very bright red eyes like the red light near a TV or stereo switch, or the red dot sight people have on firearms.
It was dark, but he was much blacker than the surroundings. Then, maybe after about 30 or 40 seconds, my fear finally succumbed and I jumped back into bed and dived under the bed covers! And I lay there being as still as I could, petrified, but then I started to wonder and to question whether what had just happened was real and my heart rate slowed, so I peaked out from under the covers and he was still there but he was now next to my bed and he was looking out the window but turned to look at me and his red eyes faced mine! And I retreated back under the covers again!
But then seeing as nothing threatening was happening I peaked out again and he was facing the window as if looking out of it and he turned to look at me again. We were very face to face and it was as if he did actually have features amongst the blackness, but they were hard to discern because its like his whole body, face and big black robe were exactly the same color, black like Batman's suit. During this time it was like we were sort of communicating with the feelings being evoked, nothing clear, like a word or a picture, but feelings nonetheless. He was very frightening and I was frightened and he probably could have been evil, but somehow I didn't feel that he was in hindsight. He actually evoked a humorous nature and seemed interested and seemed to understand why I would be terrified and it was as if he was trying to highlight to me how absurd the situation we both were in -- it was so ludicrous!
We looked at each other for maybe only a 10 or 20 seconds, then its like he thought, "Okay... enough now," so I went back under the covers and actually had a good sleep and I woke up remembering what happened, but for some reason I did not tell anyone the next morning and it was only until I was about 17 that I began to remember and to talk about it, at first remembering back with fear, but the more I think about what actually happened I'm not afraid of it.
I think that if I thought he was evil he might as well of been evil, because my fear would of conquered me and then what could anybody do, the figure included, to convince me otherwise. The trick is to not let your fear control you and to control yourself, because your body and your mind is yours alone and it's your vehicle, no one else's. You can master yourself and if you can do that nothing can dictate to you what goes into your head but yourself.
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