There Was a 6ft Tall Shadow Being With No Facial Features In My Home

My First ‘Paranormal’ Experience - Witness Report KM: In Approximately 2008 I had something happen to me that I struggle to explain. This experience happened when I was 15 years old. At the time I lived with my Dad and his Girlfriend who had 5 kids aged between 2 and 10, 3 girls and 2 boys. None of these were my dads children but he took care of them as if they were. So, we had 8 of us living in a 3-bed house. My Dad and his girlfriend had a bedroom on the first floor, the 3 girls shared a room and the 2 boys shared a room all on the first floor. I was given a room on the ground floor that was right next to the dining room and Kitchen. The doors to my bedroom had glass windows in them (this is important for later with the encounter). Also I want to mention that the stairs leading to the first floor were in the living room. I can see the bottom of the stairs from my bedroom looking through the windows on the bedroom doors and across the dining room. 

One week they decided they wanted to go camping on the weekend, but I did not want to go, I had made plans to meet up with some friends that weekend. As a teenage lad hanging around with your friends seemed cooler than spending time with family. Anyway, That Friday night they left and I went out with my friends for a while. We hung out had a laugh and I went home. I did not have a drink or anything, I was completely sober. I got home later that night and was alone. I was tired so I went straight to my room and got into bed. 

I was lying there, the house was empty (except for me) it was strange to have this much silence in what is normally a very busy house. As I was settling down in bed, I start to hear footsteps walking across the landing, you could hear one foot after the next, boom, boom, boom. It sounded like they had come from the bathroom all the way across the landing and then stopped at the top of the stairs. I did not know what to do, my eyes were wide open and looking directly at the bottom of the stairs. My first thought was, there is someone in this house, a burglar maybe? I wanted to get up and check, even just shout hello but I couldn’t do it, it felt like something in the back of my mind was telling me not to move, not to make a sound. Survival instinct maybe or just fear of the unknown. Then the footsteps are back again but this time they are coming down the stairs, you could hear the stairs creaking after each step, like they would if I was walking down them. My heart was beating out of my chest, this was all happening within minutes of me getting home, I thought this burglar had heard me come into the house and was looking for me. The footsteps kept going, the stairs creaking I could hear that this ‘person’ was close to the bottom of the stairs. I was alone, frozen from fear, I thought there is nothing I could do against a fully grown man, what if he had weapon? What can I do? I heard the final 3 steps as this ‘person’ got to the bottom of the stairs. My eyes were glued to that area and then I saw it. This was no person. Standing at maybe a little under 6ft tall was this shadow figure, in the shape of a man but it had not facial features, just a dark silhouette. It was even a little translucent. It had this eerie feel to it.

It stood there for what felt like forever and seemed to just be looking at the wall in front of it. It was just stood still, I started to question myself, am I seeing things? Then its head moves and looks towards the front door of the house, this was a slow movement not a quick look to the side. Then it started to move its head back around and look towards my direction as soon as it did this, I just threw the blanket over my head, hiding under my covers. I did not know what to do... Do I climb out my window and run? I have nowhere to go. I just stayed as still as possible and listened out for any movement. Then I heard its footsteps again, but it was not coming towards me, it was going back up the stairs. I felt a bit of relief when I heard it get to the top of the stairs, it then started walking along the landing and the footsteps stopped when it got back to the bathroom. 

I stayed hidden under my blanket thinking about what to do, if I leave the house where do I go? My family are camping miles away. If I phoned my friends and told them about this they would just laugh at me and say I am crazy. Not knowing what to do I just stayed there lying awake for hours when I must of finally fell asleep. 

I woke up the next morning, still on edge, I could not get the image of this thing out of my head. What was it? I have never seen anything like it before. I got ready and went straight out the house. That night I stayed over at a friend’s house, I did not mention what had happened to any of my friends as I did not want them to think I am crazy. 

I went home on the Sunday knowing everyone will be back in the house. I walk into a busy household, kids playing, running riot, having a laugh. My dad was upstairs, I shouted hello and walked towards the kitchen to get a drink. His girlfriend was in the kitchen, she said hello and said how surprised she was that the house was still tidy and made a joke that at my age if she had a free house she would of thrown a party. I was still shaken from the experience, I think she could tell I was not myself. She asked me what was up and I explained it all to her, I thought she would laugh but her response was ‘Yes, this house is haunted’ I was shocked, I didn’t know what to say.. She then went on to tell me her experiences in the house. This response was comforting and made me feel like I am not crazy or alone.

Later, we told my dad what had happened and her said he had seen the figure before now moving from one side of the kitchen to the other. 

After the encounter I never wanted to stay in that house again, but after hearing more stories from the both of them I felt more comfortable with being there. One big thing was that this thing had never hurt anyone. Having this sort of experience normalised, helped massively with moving forward.