Peek-a-Boo (I See You!)

After being visited by strange shadows as a child and later in life with difficult times after her parents' separation, life promised Angie and her mother a new beginning. However, it seemed like these entities still wanted to play. My name is Epplin and he is Angie's true scary story. The shelter, it's like these four gigantic houses that were built in a way to look like apartments, but it's only four homes now. The house is two stories high, so there is an apartment on the bottom, apartment on the top, and each house has four apartments total, and there's a giant white picket fence wrapping each house with that white picket fence. And where we stayed at was at the back of the shelter, closer towards this. They had this pond in the back, so we that's where we stayed that first week that we moved in. I was laying on my bed, I was playing my PlayStation two and I was getting ready to go to bed, and three knocks. It was right by my head on the wall. Now where my wall is it's towards that pond. So I don't have a neighbor that's next to me. That's just randomly knocking on the wall. It was like towards the back, and I have a window that points towards that pond, and I looked out the window. There was nothing there. I always leave my TV on because I've always had the fear of just being in the dark, and I'm like being in pure darkness. I guess because of those certain experiences that I had. I heard the knocks again and I had my cover over my face. I remember I did leave my TV on and I had something playing because I can hear it. But when I peeked out through my cover, my entire room was completely dark. I just remember feeling my heart on my chest and I quickly covered my head, and I remember saying out loud, no leave me alone, and the knocking stopped. I gave it like a few minutes. I peeked back out and everything was back to normal. I could see what was playing on my TV, and I was like, that was really weird. I don't even know how that happened. I want to say, like forty five minutes to like an hour later, I was nodding off again, and when I was getting ready to fall asleep, all of a sudden, there was this loud bang on the wall, and it made like my bedshake, and the pictures that I had on my wall were like shaking, and I'm like, okay, that was terrifying. I could not explain why something like that happened, but I just remember sitting back up and I put a video game on and I started playing, and I did not fall asleep for the rest of that night. All I know was like around the same time period, I got up and I was getting ready to go to school, and I walked towards my closet. So my room it is completely carpet, including my closet, So I went up to go get my clothes from my closet so that way I could get ready for school. And I started feeling like I was being bit and my legs were on fire, and I'm like what And I look down and my feet are completely covered in fire ants, and I freak out and I yelled to my mom while I'm smacking all these ants from my legs, and I'm like, ma, like, where did these ants come from? I understand my mind. I thought maybe there was an opening on the floor because it was still like a brand new shelter. So I'm like, maybe the ants got in somehow, I don't know, but we could not find an explanation as to why and how they got in. We couldn't find a crack in the wall, and I was trying to make sense of it. But the weird part about that was the very next day those ants were gone. Something like that doesn't just disappear in the day. I was staying home. School was already over and my mom had to go to work. I suffer with like migraines, and the heat from the bath tends to help alleviate my migraine. I had this really bad migraine and I got my bath ready and I went into the bathroom and I laid down in the bathtub and I started hearing those knocks on the bathtub again, the three knocks. And for some reason this day, I decided to be brave and I knocked back and it stopped. And in my mind, I'm like, Okay, I guess that's what I had to do. Or I don't even know why I knocked back, but I just laid there with my eyes closed, and all of a sudden, I start feeling in the back of my head it was like the sharp The best way I can describe it is like these sharp claws or talons or in the back of my head. And I felt four and it started from the middle of my head and I feel it spread out to grab my hair, and I start feeling like my hair is slowly being cooled down in the bathtub. At that point, I freaked out. I jumped out of the bathtub. I put on whatever clothes I could find, and I left my house and I did not come back until my mom came home six hours later. There was another night where I was laying in bed and I was in and out of sleep, and I had my PlayStation controller in my hand, and I started feeling that heavy feeling again. I just remember hearing this deep, demonic laughter and the way that it sounded. It was sounded like a very guttural but like laughter that sounded like a man. How it was traveling throughout my room. It sounded like it was like flying, just swirling throughout my room. It went from the laughter to whisper, and then it went towards the closet where those ants were. That day that I was getting ready for school, and when I look in the corner. I remember seeing just that black mass, that dark man, that demon just in the corner. I run to turn on my light and it was gone. After that experience at the shelter, things were starting to look up. She got a good job. We were able to move into a condo which was actually not that far from the shelter that we looked at. And this condo, it was like a one floor condo. Once you go in through the doors, there's my room which was to the right, a second bedroom which is to the left, and the bathroom, and it go further up a little bit more and there's a kitchen towards the living room. You go down living rooms right there. My mom's room is to the left, and the patios in the back. My mom she she had someone come over from the church to pray over the apartment. When the guy came over, he was talking to my mom. They're having a conversation in the living room. And my sister ended up moving back with us after she gave birth to her first child, so she was there too. While my mom was talking to the guy, I started getting this feeling again like I was being watched, and I turned towards the hallway where my sister's room is, and a head poke out from that corner, and my sister knows when i'm I see something or I feel something, and I was just fixated on it. My sister broke me out of the train. She tapped me on the shoulder and say, hey, what do you see? And I didn't want to freak my sister out, and I'm like nothing, don't worry about it. And I didn't tell her until after we moved out. Angie eventually moves out hoping that this entity will stay put. That's not what happened all of that up next. When we moved out of there, I want to say I was like nineteen, I finally got my own place. My ex fiance at the time we moved into our own apartment, he knew that I was sensitive to saying things and feeling things. So there was one night our apartment, I was laying in bed and I just remember being like I I was awake, but my eyes were closed and I felt very uneasy. And when I opened my eyes, there was that same dark shadow man standing in front of me. And when I looked towards my ex there was another dark shadow man in front of him. And I'm tapping him and I didn't know what to do, so I started tapping him and I knew I wasn't I didn't have sleep arealysis at that moment, So I was tapping him and I'm like, hey, we need to pray. There's something here. He started praying, and when I tried to go open up my mouth to start praying, it felt like someone was holding my mouth. But I'm seeing this thing in front of me and it hasn't moved, but I feel like a mouth is over my hand and I cannot pray. And my ex sees it and he tells me, you have to try. If you don't say anything, you're giving them more power, like you have to fight it. It was just very hard because I was trying to say something and I just put it and I was getting so angry, and finally when I was able to break out of it, I started praying. At that point, I was like screaming at the top of my lungs, like praying and everything. Once I felt that uneasiness and heaviness go away, I opened my eyes and everything was back to normal. Oh that was just a very freaky experience. But as of recently, this year, I was living with my ex again in his apartment. We have twin daughters. They just turned to and I was sitting in the couch, sitting in the living room, and I was getting ready to tell my daughters to go to bed because it was already late. But they were playing in their room and they came out and I saw them come out of their room to go to the kitchen, and I normally leave their sippy cups filled with water so they can easily access it. So they went to the kitchen to get their water, and I put my head down and I'm looking at my phone. So I put my head down, and that feeling again like I was being watched. I looked up and towards my daughter's bedroom, and it looks like it's like a child's size. I can't make up features, but I thought it was like my daughters. It was like this child size figure and it was peeking out and when I noticed it, within a few seconds it went back into my daughter's room, and I'm like, maybe my daughters walked past me. But at that moment, while I was questioning what was going on, both of my daughters came from the kitchen and I just remember jumping up off that couch and running towards my daughter's room, turning on the light and looking everywhere, and I could not find anything. At that point, I was stumped. I don't want to seem crazy to people, but at times like that, like you feel like they're going crazy, Like maybe it's just maybe there's something wrong with me. I don't know. After a few months, I ended up moving into my own apartment with my current boyfriend, and it was around seven pm. I was in my bedroom. I was getting stuff for my daughter to get ready to put them to bed, leaving through the bathroom door, which to the right of the bathroom door is the linen closet. To the left is the door for my bedroom, and straight ahead you can see my daughter's room. So I left the bathroom and I just remember as I took like that first step, my cat she started freaking out, and I'm like, I've never seen her do that, and her tail is puffed up and she looks like she's about to attack something, and she's growling, and she's looking I thought at the moment she was looking at me, but in reality, she was looking behind me. And I took another step in front of that linen closet. Oh, that still gets me chill. It's just take it about it. I took another step in front of that linen closet and all I remember feeling on the side of my face. It was hot, like someone was breathing on the side of my face. It whispered in my ear, and I said, I froze. I was terrified. Still talking about it freaks me out to the point where I have to hold back tears because it's unreal. Like you don't you don't have an explanation for it. I'm like, I have to compose myself because my daughters they're right there and if I freak out, they're going to freak out. I need to be strong and I will address that later. But all I did at that moment I turned towards it and I said, I rebuke you in the name of Jesus. And I left it at that, and I put a smile on my face and I told my daughters it's time to go to bed. Like a few days after that experience, I was in the bathroom with my daughter. I was her dress because I just gave her a bath. I'm looking at the door and I don't know. I just felt uneasy. So I'm putting on my daughter's clothes, and at the corner of my eye, like my birphels, I see the door handle move and it only moves obviously if someone's on the other side fiddling with it. And I'm like, okay, maybe it's my other daughter trying to come in or my boyfriend. And I still see it like fiddle. Once I see it like pulled down, I grabbed it and I pulled it open and there was nothing there. And I'm like, there's no way that my daughter ran that quickly from here to the living room, and there's no way that I did not hear her feet. And I'm trying to keep calm, and my what I'm my daughter's the daughter that I was changing. She was looking towards the top of the door and she's looking up at it, and I'm like, what do you see? And she's looking at it, and then she like breaks out of it after a few seconds, and I grab her and I put her in her bedroom so she couldn't go to sleep. When I lived in that shelter, I did have a vivid dream, and in this dream, I was on my bed I woke up and all the doors off cabinets were open, and I'm walking throughout my apartment and I remember looking towards the front door and it's wide open. I notice that there's this boy sitting in front of my door on the floor and he's like sitting crisscross in front of my door. He had like grayish skin. He had these khaki pants. He was barefoot, he didn't have a shirt on. He had this bowl cut with black hair. When I saw his eyes that were just pure black, and he's looking at me, and I remember feeling afraid but I couldn't. I don't really know why I felt so afraid when I look down, cause I started noticing like this movement to the side of him, and there's like this snake. It's like this black snake and it's like moving in a way where it's about a light. So he tells me something, and at first I didn't hear him, but he says it again. He says, wake up, and I woke up. But when I woke up, like, I just remember feeling an easy. That story ties into what I'm about to say. It was actually a few weeks ago now, I was blank in bed I was playing my PlayStation four, and I remember feeling like I was being watched again, And at that point, it was a different kind of fear, like I was in danger and I could not explain why. So I'm like, why do I feel this feeling? And from the corner of my eye, I see something poking its head out from the hallway where my door is to the hallway, and I see that thing. That boy that I saw in my dream poke its head out, and it was so creepy because it looked like he had this smile on his face, like he was enjoying this. And that boy that was in my dream, it seemed like he was just he just he wanted to play game with me. And You're like, I felt like he was just playing Peekable, and everything just started making sense. And it's still terrifying to think back on it. But the features were all still the same. He still had the same haircut, the same black bowl haircut that he had, skin was the same color, eyes black, but this time he had a grin on his face and he disappeared. I went towards like my daughter's room, and I started saying a prayer throughout the entire apartment, and it's just something that I don't know how to. I don't know what to do to fight it or to make it stop, cause now it's affecting my daughters too. They just point at a random area and they go, Mommy, look ghost. I'm like, I know. I don't teach 'em anything like that. The only thing that comes to mind is like the certain videos that they see. It teaches them. It's like a song, and it teaches them different like different nursery rhymes and everything. And they have a Halloween one, so they have this ghost little thing. But how they react to it, it's very freaky cause it's not like a child sized ghost. Like they'll point upwards like someone who's like taller than me and say my ghost. And it's very terrifying cause I don't know if things will only get worse, or or if it will start becoming like more, if it will be malicious in a way. I feel physically and mentally drained. It's frustrating because you feel helpless and you don't know what to do to stop it, and you don't want it to get worse and you don't want it to hurt your family. All I can do is just pray and hope that whatever it is eventually stops or it doesn't get worse. But I don't want to say that it's a demon because I don't want to give it that power. But it's something that just it's just attached to me. After that experience with my mom and the first place that we lived at, that's when I started noticing more things. Still to this day, it's still bothering me. I think it's just a bad spirit that's just trying to play with me. Share your story by telling us a short summary of it and sending it to Hello at true scarystory dot com, or by using the form on our website, true scarystory dot com. If you feel that it's too short for an episode, you can also leave it as a voicemail or by sending us a voice memo. We're also collecting written true stories to share during our upcoming Halloween Lives on Instagram. You can follow me on there or scary pod to stay up to date. Thank you very much for listening, See you soon.