Your True Tales
June 2005 – Page 15

Spectre in Denim
by Anonymous

When i was 12 years old, I saw something in my doorway. It was moving and it was blurry. It was either wearing denim jeans and jacket or was just a really blurry blue man. I was lying in my bed when I spotted it just standing there watching me. I was too scared to move to turn the light on, so I just stayed very still and watched it and then it seemed to float over to my sister's room just across the hallway.

I managed to find the stamina to get up out of bed and follow it as it floated slowly to stand at the end of my sister's bed and watch her. That was when I ran out of the room and turned on all the lights around my bedroom end of the house and waited all night to make sure it was gone for good. It turned out that when I finally calmed down and went back to bed, it appeared again in the same position in my doorway. This time I screamed and everything felt cold. Then I ran straight through the doorway and the blue figure to go to my mum's bedroom. But when I did run through it, I didn't feel anything but a kind of cold wind. This is only one of my ghostly experiences that I recall from my childhood. Of course, when I told people of what happened, they told me I must have a lively imagination, but to this day I still believe in what I saw.

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