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Evil Vision and Little Black People
by David P.

Ever since I was little, I have had a lot of weird things happen to me. But the scariest was probably when I was 15 years old. I was spending the night at my grandmother's house where a lot of weird things happened to me and my sisters. It was around 2 o'clock in the morning, and I had just laid down to go to sleep. I was in the middle bedroom, my grandmother was in the bedroom across from mine, and my grandfather's bedroom was at the end of the hall. I was lying in bed and I looked toward the bedroom door and there was my grandfather standing there looking at me with a real evil looking face. I closed my eyes thinking I was just seeing things, but I opened them and he was still there. I did this about three times, but every time I opened them, he was still there. Then I got to thinking, this isn't my grandfather because I could hear him snoring in his room. Then I closed my eyes again and he was gone. The next day I told my grandmother about what happened, and she asked my grandfather about it. He said that he had been asleep all night long and he didn't get up at all. To this day, I have no idea who or what that was standing at my bedroom door.

When I was a kid, I would go to my cousin's house to play. One day I was at her house and she told me that there were little black figures about three feet tall playing in a hay stack that my uncle had. I didn't believe her at first, but when I looked, sure enough there they were. We began to see them every time we would go in the woods at her house. My cousin was a tomboy and we would go in the woods to play with our b-b guns and go to a little hideout we had down there. We would see them peek around trees and they would run to another tree and peek around that one. Then one day we were in the woods and we saw them again. My cousin shot her b-b gun at one, and the next thing we knew there were about 10 of them standing around us. So I shot my b-b gun at one and they started to chase us. They chased us all the way to the top of the hill where her house was, but they didn't come out of the woods. So we turned over a picnic table that was on her porch and got behind it and shot our b-b guns into the woods at them. The next thing we knew, they were throwing rocks at us and they were hitting the picnic table. That night I told my grandma about it and she just laughed at me. So I went to bed and I was lying there. I looked beside me and there was a tall black figure about six feet tall standing beside my bed. I just laid there scared to death all night long.

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