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I remember it vividly. I was staying at a friend's, and the atmosphere was serene. But as I was getting ready for bed, I felt as if someone was watching me. I dismissed it as just my imagination and crawled into bed.
As I lay there, trying to sleep, I heard footsteps outside. They were slow, deliberate, and heavy. I thought it was my friend coming back from a late-night walk, but when I looked out the window, I saw no one. The footsteps continued, and they seemed to be getting closer and closer to the door.
I tried to rationalize it, thinking it was just an animal or maybe even the wind. But the footsteps were too deliberate, too human-like. And then, as suddenly as they had started, they stopped. It was silent, too silent, and I felt an overwhelming sense of dread wash over me.
And that's when I saw it, a figure standing outside my window. It was tall and shadowy, with piercing eyes that seemed to stare right through me. I froze, unable to move or scream, as the figure slowly faded away into the darkness.
The rest of the night was a blur, but I knew what I had experienced was real. I spoke to my friend the next day, and he told me about the houses dark history, I knew then that what I had encountered was not just a figment of my imagination but a real.
To this day, I still get chills thinking about that night, and I know that the supernatural realm is not something to be taken lightly. My encounter was real, and it forever changed my perspective on the world around me.
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