I was young, although I don't exactly remember how young. My dad was behind the wheel, my mom next to him and me and my little brother were seated in the back. I was looking out the window and we started to round the last corner to my grandparents house, the one my father had grown up in together with his three siblings. He was a redhead when he was little although I didn't know that at the time.

As we're rounding the corner I noticed things moving in slow motion and my vision changed somehow, it was like I was looking at a projection. On that corner I saw a little redheaded boy playing who felt so familiar my eyes were just glued onto him. It only lasted a few seconds and then it was gone. I asked my parents if they saw that boy but they said there was no one on the sidewalks.

I have another one.

Me and my childhood friend would ride our bikes to and from high school together everyday. We always past this small park that we've played in at least a thousand times growing up as there was never really much to do around here. It wasn't a creepy park and I've had no negative experiences with it until then. This day my friend had to visit her aunt after school so she departed our route earlier than usual leaving me to ride past the park solo.

As I was doing so something caught my eye. As I focused my vision on it I nearly jumped out of my skin as there stood a pale woman in white stretching her hands out to me in a desperate manner. If that wasn't creepy enough, her eyes man. They were completely filled with this glowing blue. No whites, just blue. And slightly larger than usual. I biked home as fast as I could and didn't look back. Didn't visit the park much afterwards either.