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I am not a LEO yet, but to keep it going I will throw my 2 hair raising stories.
First story. I was walking with my girlfriend, in Culver City. We left the movie theaters and decided to walk around the housing area, since it was a nice night and a good, safe place to walk and talk. We were walking or about 15 min, laughing and what not. As we approached a intersection to cross the street, we both heard a male laugh as well. We thought it was just people in their houses mocking us, and gave it no thought. As we kept walking we heard the same laugh, BUT ON ANOTHER STREET. By then we both said lets get out of here. As we are walking, something tells me to look back and I do. About 100 yards away, I see a shadowy figure on the other side of the street behind us. The only thing I could make out was the shoes. At this point I am on high alert, and Culver City is a nice place. We turn the corner, and walk a bit more, I turn back to check again, and the same thing. About 100 yards away, dim lighting, only can see the shoes. I scream "HEY", my girl looks at me like I am insane, I tell her what is going on and she looks, and we both see nothing!
So I thought it was someone trying to jack us or what not. So just as we start to get on the street where my car is at, I look back for good measure, and again 100 yards away, can only make out shoes. My girl dosen't have great eyesight, and she can't make out anything. We get the car, she gets in. I look back because now, I am scared, like school girl scared. Same thing, but a little closer than 100 yards. Drive off, drop my girl of at her parents house, drive to mothers house and stay the night there and will go back to Riverside, in the morning. As I park the car on the street, it's about 1:30am. My mothers street is a terribly light area, but a decent area in the westside of L.A. As I am walking down the hill, a car is just at the peak of the hill starting to come down so the head lights are shining. As I look back, the car passes, I SWEAR TO GOD, out the corner of my eye as I am turning my head back forward, I see the shadowy figure. Forget bricks, I was sh***** dump trucks. My dumb butt decides to go to the thing, and confront it. No lie, as I am crossing the street to go to the other side of the sidewalk, as a habit I snapped my head to check for cars which takes less than a second, I look back and the figure is gone. Not only that, the street light that was about 50 yards from the figure decided to go out. About a pack of cigs, and 25 minutes later, I walked that BLOCK to my mothers house.
| I've read quite a few shadow people stories before and all of them end up creeping me out. |
