Your True Tales
October 2006 - Page 7
Sinister Hooded Being
by Angela
I was 11 or 12 years old and was having a wash getting ready for school. When I walked out of the bathroom, there was a black cloaked entity standing at the top of the stairs. It was about 5½ feet in height. I couldn't see its face or any skin, but it felt like it was staring at me. It was resting its hands, which were covered with the cloak, on the top of the banister, which is shaped like an egg cup, so it was interacting with my surroundings as if to show me that it was really there.
My mind went totally blank and it was silent. It felt like time stood still and I slowly turned around and walked into my bedroom and sat on the bed. I don't know how long I was there, but it felt like my body and mind were not working together. I don't know why I didn't scream or run, but I didn't feel fear until after it was gone.
My mum shouted for me to hurry up, and that's when I seemed to come out of a sort of trance. I left the bedroom and looked to see if it had gone and it had. I've never run so fast down stairs. I've never seen it again, but I'm really interested as to what it was. My sister has seen the same thing standing behind a door in our house; it was pushing the door in and out an inch or so. She got up to shut the door, thinking it was a draft and it was standing behind it.
I thought that our house must be haunted, but when I told my boyfriend about it a few months ago, he was really shocked and said that his mum had seen the same thing standing at the bottom of her bed, and the next day she got a phone call to say her dad had passed away. I don't know what this thing is, whether it's a ghost or what... but it's very strange.
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