The first time I saw him has been a little easier than the others. I was 4 years old the first time and my bedroom door was open and the hallway light was on. I woke up an took a drink of the water by mine and my sleeping sisters bed then I felt a chill and looked towards the bedroom door which had plenty of light coming from the hallway. I saw a man….I assume simply from the black outline/shape of him; he had one what looked like a long black trench coat/duster and a wide brimmed tall hat. His eyes were glowing red and I looked straight into them and realized I couldn’t move. I stared into them so long that I felt like I was sucked into his eyes and everything just became a red flash….then he disappeared. The next day and for the first time my step-dad who wasnt usually violent beat my mother almost to death and until we moved out o that house she took him back and he beat her again. I have seen the hat man more times than I care to remember and they have always been right before a very negative moment happened in my life. Most recently on October 6th, 2012 my 34 year old brother killed himself…..5 days before his 35th birthday and 2 days after he and I had made plans for his bday celebration I had seen the hat man only a few days earlier. There have been A LOT of negative moments in my life and the ones that have always really affected me closely have been when I see the Hat Man. He’s also known as The Dark Man and The Tall Man. I’ve been researching this stuff my whole life and I’ve finally realized that I need to share it. It’s a horrible frightening experience every time I see him even though he just seems like he’s trying to let me know to expect the bad news in a few days.
