One night, when I was 6 years old, I was in my room with my
younger sister who was 5. We had separate beds on the
opposite side of the room. I was laying down and we both
quickly fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, I woke up
because I felt something was not right. I looked under the
bed and there was this blue man sitting down, indian style,
rocking back and forth, back and forth. He stopped, and
turned his head and looked at me! I saw there was a scar on
his face! I was shocked! I got up, grabbed my sister's
arm and ran to my parents bedroom on the other side of the
house. My dad was out of town so I woke up my mom and was
yelling, "There's something under my bed!!. Go look!!"
Well, my mom is a very faithful, Christian woman.
She took me back to my room with a cross and a Bible and
sat with me. She told me to tell him this is a Christian
house and we will not have any demons, devils, ghosts or
spirits in this house, so get out. Well, I looked at my
mother like she was crazy, but I did it anyway. She and I
sat on the floor, me in her lap. I lifted the cover and the
blue man was still there, staring at me with these small
eyes and that scar. So, I looked at him and said, "Get out
of this house. This is a Christian house and we don't want
any ghosts here!!" The blue man, still staring at me,
crawled from under the bed, stood up and walked out the
room, and through the wall. After that, my sister and I
slept with my mom until my dad came home.
Finally, my dad came home and I thought my mom would have
told him about the blue man, but she didn't. So here I am
talking about what happened and my dad's face just froze.
He said, "You saw the what?!" I said, "I saw a blue man."
He said, "Oh. What did he look like?" I said, "Blue. Tall.
shaped like a human, with a scar." My dad asked, "Was the
scar on his face?" I lost it! I was so scared! My dad
described everything about the blue man, that I saw!
Come to find out, when my dad was a little boy about 6-7
years old, he too, saw the blue man. He never told anyone
about it, until those couple of days after I saw the blue
man and I was telling him what happened. To this day, I
won't look under the bed for anything and needless to say,
my favorite color isn't blue!
Contact me here: Stoaked32@aol.com
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