Shadow Man. Canada

On January 23, the author of the original material received the following e-mail message through my contact from a young woman about strange and frightening encounters she had with "Shadow Creatures". 

What follows is what she wrote:

The first meeting took place when I was 5-6 years old (1995-6). I remember that Mom was going to Timmins and came home late (at this time I usually slept in her room). Around 10 p.m. in the summer time, I heard the door open, woke up and just saw these ghostly creatures with red glowing eyes, tall and short, who steadily walked around my mother's bed to get to mine.

When they get closer to my bed, I try to hide in the hope that they won't see me. These creatures were similar to human forms, but not as detailed. They didn't make a sound; it was the strangest feeling when they were around...it was as if death was approaching...I go out to the peak, and they just look at me, and I call out "mom?" several times, but there is no answer.

And then, shortly after that, I hear the entrance to the house open, and I hear shopping bags, and then I realized that Mom was finally home. But I still didn't know what kind of ghostly creatures they were, but they look at the entrance to the room and disappear... and I 've never seen them since ... still scaring the hell out of me. I'm just glad my mom came when she arrived, because who knows what would have happened..."

The second meeting took place a few years later, again in the summer, but it was around noon. I was about 13-14 years old (2003-4). I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. We have a window over the sink and I always look out, but to my surprise, it was there again. Next to my mom's garden. I thought someone was in our security. But after looking more closely, I realized that this is one of them. But this time there was only one. I was able to see him a little more clearly because I saw his arm crossed over his chest. But like the other one, he was a little transparent, but when you look down at his legs, they become more transparent until you stop seeing his feet. It made me wonder if that was the reason I didn't hear them enter my bedroom, but only heard my bedroom door open. He stared at me intently, and then he looked at my father's old carriage, which he had recently bought, and I saw that it had started to catch fire. I got scared and told my family that the carriage with the horses caught fire and we ran out to put it out. I looked back at the place where it was and he looked angry and disappeared. For example... how the hell do you fight off a freaking shadow thing? Like...you can't! Especially when I thought the light was the answer, but this bastard decides to ignore my logic and go out in broad daylight.

R-A M-P G.