I’ve told this story before on another message board hoping to get answers, so I’ll be brief this time in case you have all read my other post.
In the 1980’s my parents were in their 20’s and were living in Chile, where we are originally from. I was a baby, sleeping in a back room, adjacent to the back patio of my parent’s then-home. My parents were in the patio with their friends, having a night-time bbq. Out of the blue, a tall figure wearing a wide-rimmed hat appeared from outside the patio, went through the gate, past the driveway, entered the patio and went right in front of the partygoers, and glided into the room where I was sleeping. The man, as my parents describe him, was in actuality a shadow, wearing a long cloak and the famous hat. My parents and their friends all saw him.
My dad and his friend ran into my room to see what in the name of god had gotten inside, and they found nothing and no one inside. But the room was super cold. So they picked me up and brought me outside with them, since they were so freaked out. I’m pretty sure everyone left the party after that.
My parents have always told me this story, and once I googled it, I was mortified to find out that others had had similar stories. They were even more mortified when I told them that there were, um, OTHERS (haha i just referenced that Nicole Kidman movie, get it?)
As others have pointed, one unifying theme in all of our stories is that they all seem to involve a baby/infant, or very young person.
— Topanga