I was a kid when it happened and It was truly terrifying, something I will never forget. To this day even as an adult, I still fear him coming back, the embodiment of pure fear is how I can describe it. It all started either very late at night or very early in the morning, it wasn’t on my mind at the time. I was lying on a mattress in the middle of my floor when I all of a sudden had the urge to open my eyes, I woke to some sort of shadow-esque man leaning down at me, so close to my face just “staring” I jump up terrified but he already moved to the corner of my room where I have to run past him in order to open the door. He was huge, 6ft maybe even 7ft. By this stage I am screaming at the top of my lungs, running down the hallway I don’t know why but I ran towards the front door but he beat me to it that’s when things get even worse…I don’t know if this has happened with any of your guy’s encounters but he pulled out a shotgun (which was weird considering I live in a country where we have strict gun laws) and fired it at me into my stomach, which I thought hurt me for real, I didn’t even want to look down in fear of blood everywhere. It was so loud I could swear it was a real gun but I continued running up and down the hallway screaming “HE’S GOT A GUN!” over and over until (I don’t know how long I was screaming and crying) my sister opened the door and pulled me into her room. When I was running up and down the hallway he was shooting at me nonstop and now that I think about it, it honestly felt like he was enjoying himself…
