I’ve encountered the Hat Man my entire life. Since I was around 8, I clearly remember the first time I saw him. Standing by my bedroom door wearing a long coat and a hat. I told my mom, but she dismissed the situation. I grew up in Puerto Rico, and he kept visiting me, just standing by my door watching me; at one point, I stopped being afraid of him and treated the situation like it was a friend stopping by. I never talked about it to anyone for fear of being labeled crazy. Suddenly it stopped, I didn’t see

It was about 7 years ago, in the Czech Republic, in a village inside the ancient castle that is there. My dad lives there in a large courtyard with low-rise buildings of 1880, one of which is a big 3-floor white castle of the 14th century. One evening Dad was in his home sauna (located in one of the buildings), and Dad's dog, as usual, was lying quietly in the dressing room, and suddenly got up and ran to the other room barking to the window, then ran outside and barked at the same window from the outside. Dad followed

A few years ago I was suffering from severe lucid nightmares almost 3 times a week. I guess I had it pretty bad because I can’t remember many nights when I didn’t hear/see/feel something. I constantly felt like I was being watched and sometimes during the day I would avoid my room altogether cause that’s where I felt it the worst. Anyways, There is one time when I had two episodes in one night. But for some reason, these episodes were different than normal. they felt so much more real than the rest. I was having a sleepover at my

I was recently talking to my mom about the intuition of animals when I brought up one of the strangest experiences I had as a child… When I was around 10, I had a very vivid dream of my bedroom at night seen from the perspective of me lying in my bed. In said dream, I also saw a tall dark figure standing in the corner of my room, watching me. The only features I could make out were two white glowing eyes. I remember waking up instantly frightened, but it only got worse. My cat, Oreo, who had been

I have only recently come across the phenomenon of the Hat Man when I was looking up shadow people. It was then I realized someone else has seen what I saw as a child. Thank God, over the years I have wondered if it was just my imagination but now I believe what I saw was the Hat Man. I am 63 years old but was somewhere around 10 years old when I saw the Hat Man. I lived in Birmingham, Alabama in an old house on Red Mountain in a subdivision called Forrest Park. It was the 1960s. The

I was on my way back from out of town, had plenty of sleep the night before, and was well rested. It wasn’t really all that late, it was a beautiful night and the moon was more than half full. I had never heard of The Hatman or Shadow People before, so this wasn't in my mind. But I'll never forget it, and I was so thankful I came across this website. This has been years ago, 2012-2014 not exactly sure. I was passing by a familiar graveyard as I was walking home from work. That's when I saw him.

When they told me a man wearing a hat was in their bedroom some nights, I assumed they were messing with me and my sisters. But I believe them now, though I am torn between thinking they saw the hat man this website is dedicated to, whether it's a paranormal entity or hallucination, or, just a man in a hat. I've heard tons of stories of people seeing a hat man, but I've never heard one of two people seeing him at the same time. It is important to mention, my brothers are both sleep talkers, and one brother is

I've lived in Southern Appalachia most of my life and my story takes place between the ages of 18 and 23. Now where I live is very rural and infested with drug abuse, so many friends and neighbors have become shells of themselves. It's common for people to throw their hands up and announce themselves long before coming upon someone so they know you're there. This is important for later. So, we're tough people and it takes a lot to rattle us generally. I've always had trouble sleeping at night so I'd take long walks along the roads where I

When I was about 6 or 7 years old, I lived with my mother in a one-bedroom apartment. The apartment we lived in was pretty scary now that I think about it as a grown-up! The name of it was the "Deville" and it was surrounded by a cornfield with no other building structures around it. Our bath water would run black for a few minutes until it was clear as well! It was creepy but was what my mother could afford at the time. One afternoon my mother was in the bedroom napping and I was in the living room