The Shadow People

Sorry for the long time of no updates. Things came up. 

The other night, on the full moon of course, things got weird in a really bad way. 

When I was little, I used to see shadow people. My parents always told me it was my imagination, but they always felt too real, too sinister. They would stare at me from outside. I have a vivid memory of waking up and seeing them staring at me through my bedroom window. I was so scared I slept in my parents' bed for a week and forced my mom to move my bed in front of the window so I couldn't see out of it. My bedroom is on the second floor of our house.

I saw them again the other night. Two of them in the window at the top of the stairs. It scared me so bad I almost fell backwards. Luckily (maybe unluckily) my parents weren't home. They were at some meeting thing that I wasn't allowed to go to. 

I asked them who they were. There was this horrible, sudden cacophony of what I think was voices in response. Whatever it was hurt my ears.

Everything after that was a blur, but I did find this picture on my phone later, so I must have been able to do something. I've been scared shitless for the past few days to say the least.