The Man

This is a post from another anonymous reader who sent me an email. Enjoy!


     We just had moved into our new house. It was the first night. I had my family, friends, and pastor unloading the truck. When they were done they left me to do all the unpacking. It was getting late so I was making dinner for the kids before putting them to bed. My oldest son came running up to me and said there was a man in his room. I thought did someone come in that I did not know about? So I went to his room to see who was in there. I did not see anybody, but I said you are not allowed in my children's room you need to leave. Then I went back to cooking. I put them to bed shortly after that. I went out to start unpacking the kitchen. I had boxes piled up all through out the living room and dinning room. I went to get another box and as I turned the corner I saw an old man in the hallway. I don't know why I thought he was old, but maybe it was his clothes or the way he stood? I did not feel my usual peace, as I normally only see loved ones; he scared me. Not in the sense that I was afraid he would hurt me, but because I did not recognize him. I called my roommate and told her we have a ghost in the house. She was a little freaked out, but said she would be there the next day. She said I am probably just too tired and stressed out. That was Saturday. On Monday morning the kids had their first day at school. We were getting our kids breakfast and my room mates daughter started talking about the "man". My roommate was in the shower so she did not hear the conversation the kids were having. But my middle boy started to cry and said he was afraid of the man. That the man stands in the hallway and stares at him. I asked her daughter not to talk about him anymore, that she was scaring the younger kids. When my roommate came out, her daughter started telling her mom about the "man". She had not fully believed me before now. Since then I have asked God to protect  us and not allow bad spirtits into my home. He still comes every so often. It seems that he wants to make sure the kids are safe. He just lingers in the hallway near their rooms, but never goes in them. And at night I feel something on my bed. But I do not think he is there to harm us. I do not know who he is, or what he wants. I am too afraid to ask. But I know there use to be an elderly couple that lived here before me... I wonder if he is looking for his wife.