This is my first time telling strangers my story, so here it goes: I was about 4 or 5 and I had just moved in with my mom a couple weeks before. Seeing as how we were the only two home she went to the washroom with the door open as I played in the hallway. I was there in the hall playing with my big truck and talking to my mom when all of a sudden the sun got sooo bright. Being 4 or 5 I didn't think anything of it, but the look on my mom's face said it all. Her mouth was open wide and she was staring at the wall.
When I looked there was a dark shadow of a man with a hat walking with a dog. My mom yelled for me to come to her so I did. She closed the door and after 5 minutes she looked out into the hall and said that was safe to come out. I know what we seen was a shadow person because we lived on the eighth floor, so it couldn't be a shadow of a living person. I will be telling more stories about more shadow people that I have seen, and other people in my family have seen while living in this neighbouhood. I will also be telling stories about another neighbourhood that I lived in, in downtown Toronto, which gave my brother, dad and I a few years worth of hauntings. Thank You for reading. God Bless.