I would like to withhold my real name. I have had a few paranormal experiences throughout the years and all have struck me to the core and I remember them fairly clear even today. I have had two experiences with the Hat Man or whatever that being is or if there are more, beings. First meeting: Friend and me were playing with toy pistols at my parents home, you know the kind you load gunpowder strips into to make mock gunfire sounds. They make a tiny amount of smoke. We decided to try and fill an hallway in our house with this smoke just to see if it could be done and how thick and what it would be like to make mock fire smoke. After a little while sure enough it started to get foggy down there. It was then for a split second I could see the outline of a figure. Not dark or light, just a disruption in the smoke itself of a fairly tall man with a tell tale hat on his head. My friend didn’t see it, just me, he was looking elsewhere. Naturally I was terrified. The tiny bit of time it took me to process the information I was frozen in place. I ran like the wind outside and my friend followed just a few seconds after wondering what all this was. He asked me what happened and I, being honest, told him. Not sure he believed me truthfully but kids got a way of ‘going along’. To this day I can still see that outline in the fog, staring at me and just standing there. Funny thing is to get out from there I had to run straight through it and did just so not noticing any changes or resistance as I did. The second meeting: This was 6 or so years ago. I was attending university away from home and had to rent a flat for a few years. One night I was sleeping restlessly until I woke up partially and unable to move. Being paralyzed like that happened fairly frequently that time and I remember getting annoyed and began forcing my body to shift in the bed until I had almost turned over I could see when swirling my eyes to left a dark figure sitting on a chair by my bed looking down at me. Immediately I noticed the same hat the shapeless face. My heart started racing and he vanished almost instantly as I regained full control of my body. Needless to say I didn’t sleep anymore that night.
By Norwegian Spirit