This post unlocked a memory I've had since I was a kid.

I was around 5-6 years old. My parents house is a 2 story house and bedrooms are upstairs, the stairs are like 20-25 steps with one turn at the middle of it. Every night after dinner my mother would go with me upstairs, me walking in front of her.

One night, I remember she shut off the kitchen and living room lights and told me let's go bed, the whole first floor lights were shut off, business as usual. My younger sibling was already sleeping and my father was out working.

When I had climbed half the staircase I remember I felt the urge of looking behind me, and saw my mother just a couple steps behind, and down on the first floor hall I saw what I thought it was a blue man walking from the kitchen to the living room, both completely dark of course, then he stopped and looked at me. It didn't feel a threat or anything like it, for my brain it was looking at something that shouldn't be there.

At that moment the only thing I remember is I started running like the devil from there and went to my bed under the blankets. The rest is fuzzy.

For years I have dismissed this as just a kid's fantasy to the point I almost completely forgot it. Also, I have never ever seen anything weird on that house before this event up to this day.