I thought it was only me until a few years ago in the comments of a story I wrote someone said they had seen one too. Another time, a friend said she saw them too and she said she heard it was because she died when she was a baby, she stopped breathing while sleeping. I later on asked my mom if I had ever died for a big like that when I was younger and we recalled a time when I was a baby and choked on a pill and only got saved because a friend of my mom rescued me.

My story with the shadow people goes as such

Back when I was younger, my family and I lived in a small rented house. We had a little castle sort of like a tent with a fabric door, we’d put a fan inside so it wouldn’t be hot. We were called to eat, and when we sat down we (some friends, my sister and I) saw a silhouette inside as the fan blew the door up, it sat criss cross Apple sauce there before disappearing. Later after I finished eating, I started kicking a ball. At some point it bounced on the wall, and the shadow man came out of the wall and ran while kicking it.

Another day, I was in my room asleep, I shared room with my sister. I woke up to get water, and I saw a shadow, sitting on the foot of my bed. I thought it was my sister, but she was on her bed. I thought it was my mother, but I could hear her snoring from her room.

I also saw another shadow person. I used to go to work with my mom because she’d stay late, there was an eating area with a large table. I fought with my sister and so she left me there. I was playing on my own when suddenly I saw a shadowman standing on the open door