The Orange Eyed Ghost

This story took place when I was around five or six years old. When I went to sleep, I thought it would be normal. I never knew of the paranormal at all.

I woke up at 2 am, and something felt off...

I looked around the room trying to find something. Then I saw it: bright-orange eyes and a barely visible silhouette.

All I could see were bright-orange orbs staring at me. Being the five-year-old I was, I slipped under the covers in fear. I perked up a little bit later, but nothing was there. My door was still cracked open, but not in the morning.

I haven’t seen anything like that since then.