My Little Friend

A few years back when 13, I was walking down the stairs when I spotted someone walking across my porch, I turned and asked my older brother who had been standing in the kitchen, if someone had been outside, perhaps one of my younger cousins but he shook his head stating that my cousins where at their dad. I just wrote it off, thinking that I had just been seeing things, and continued on with my day.

Then about a week later, I was sitting on the couch watching the news when I spotted someone sitting in a chair in the computer room looking at me. It was a little boy about 4 or 5, he had blond hair and was wearing a white shirt and blue pants. I blinked and he was gone.

By then, I was asking anyone who possibly knew something about this young boy. I talked with my step dad who had grown up in the area, had said that his uncle had been struck by lightning and killed outside the house but he had been an older gentleman.

When I was little, strange things had always happened to me, like electronics going off while I slept, so on and so forth. To this date I haven't found out anything about the boy but I figure it's best to let things like this be and not shake up the pieces that I have known over the past few years.