I was 15 years the first and only time I saw him. It was in nov. of 1998, I had just had my son, (he was a week old) 2 days later my great grandmother died. I will never forget it. I was lying in bed and I woke up because I had to use the bathroom. Then I saw him standing beside my sons basinet. I was scared, so I pulled the covers over my head and layed there for awhile. Then I peeked my head out and he was gone, so I went to the bathroom (which was beside my bedroom) but when I looked out the door he was standing there in the livingroom staring at me again. Then as mysteriously as he appeared he vanished. I have never saw him again.
By Heather Oliver