I remember I saw this guy years ago when I must have been around 5 years old in the early 90s. I always thought it was my mind playing tricks on me and soon forgot about it as I got older.

They say trauma can distort the memory but when I read these stories I remembered everything! I was sleeping, I guess I might have been woken up by something I don’t remember by what. I saw a shadow on the wall by the end of my bed it was tall anywhere from 6-7 foot and it had no facial features at all it was all black a pure shadow it was holding a cane.  He was wearing…I can’t think of a better way to describe it than an Abraham Lincoln hat and he seemed to not acknowledge my presence it was almost as if it was just watching me sleep.

It never did any harm and I always just told myself it was just a shadow on the wall and went back to sleep I think he appeared more than once I’m not sure but I also have this painting in my house that is almost an exact portrait of him and its of unknown origin I’ve asked where it came from but my mother just tells me it’s always been there here’s a picture I took of it.

— Guy