A Shadowed Encounter

I'm not entirely sure where to begin as I have no extensive knowledge of the paranormal nor its relative terminology, though I'm hoping to isolate what exactly I experienced many years ago at the age of 6.

Straight off the bat I understand it's a rather young age though what I experienced one autumn night back in 2001 has never quite left me; I don't consider myself a believer and definitely not a follower in the paranormal world, though this one particular incident left me rather confused up to this very day.

The incident occurred at my life-long home in Birmingham, England - I've been here since I was born and still live peacefully today, though soon plan on moving in to an apartment hopefully in the next two/three years or so.

The house was built shortly before I was born and was never a residential site before this line of houses, though the land used to harbor a public house named "The King Charles".

After researching it very briefly I've discovered it used to be home to many disputes and be infamous for a number of incidents involving firearms and narcotics.

The house I occupy with my brother, mother and her boyfriend (who is no longer connected to our family) is structured with one small hallway leading to a tiny kitchen to the left, staircase to the right and a large lounge directly ahead and proceeding up the stairs reveals a large bedroom to the right, a small bedroom ahead and following the upstairs balcony you reach a petite bathroom at the far end.

At the time of the incident, I shared the large bedroom with my mother as we had divided the room into two - my half of the room directly above the rear entrance to the house which is downstairs inside the lounge. Now the rear door is rather important, as this was where the incident took place - though before I continue I feel it's only necessary to add as much detail as possible by stating that our house is directly in the center of this line of homes, overlooking the entire residential site as we sit upon an eight-step high or so hill and our house is the most prominent. There are a total of 13 homes, all labelled accordingly with the last being excepted as "12a".

Now with the night - I still remember it vividly.

I was sitting at the rear door playing with a number of my toys which were scattered amongst the floor around me - I was probably only 4 feet or so from the door itself.

I distinctly remember looking up and seeing my mother and her boyfriend fixated on the television ahead of them as they sat on the couch, far too engrossed in what they were doing. I began feeling rather agitated and uncomfortable, and that's when I remember feeling strange near the door, I felt as though I was beginning to panic and so I began to feel rather upset. I looked up at the panes of glass in the door, seeing nothing but the darkness of the night, though we had a terribly dim spotlight which was on a timer. It would switch on for over 30 seconds, and remain off for a few minutes.

As I looked at the glass of the door, I noticed something strange, the darkness didn't quite sit in place and there seemed to something amiss with how it was placed onto the ground outside. It's like looking at an old photograph and feeling as though there's something not quite right with it, something shouldn't be there. Well as a minor at the age of 6 I was generally intimidated by the dark though didn't treat it as though it was any different to the shadows already in the room.

I remember being rather intrigued and so I shuffled over to the door and stared blankly out into the garden, now, there's some things a child can see and accept with their widely creative mind filled with imagination, though what I saw never made sense to this day.

I saw a shadow, consider it a reflection if you will, of myself, only it was slightly shorter, much chunkier, and oddly enough even though I was kneeling with my body erect and not slouching, it was sitting. The only description I can apply to it was an ape-like shadow. It's appearance was threatening, but not the scariest feature of its appearance. I immediately ran to my mom and said there was a shadow at the door, she brushed me off and I continued to cry and panic, though recently when I asked her of this she told me she thought I was only messing around.

I walked back over to the window and checked if it was still there, and this time it was, though in a different stance. It seemed to be propped up on one knee, placing it's weight onto its right arm and pointing directly at the glass with its left. I felt terrified, though the presence I felt from it wasn't aggression but more like companionship, it seemed friendly.

I'm not sure what I was thinking, though I placed my hand on the glass, and it instantly placed a palm in reflection a mere second or two after me with force - I've never felt my heart stop, but if you've ever had an experience where you feel as though time has frozen or at least slowed down all around you, then you'll have a slight idea of the sensation that overwhelmed by body.

I felt an intense pain ricochet from nerve to nerve instantly shooting through my limbs and I was frozen in place, I didn't know what to do and as much as I tried I couldn't remove my hand from the glass. I sat there for probably another minute as the pain subsided and my body regained motion, in the short while I was unable to move I felt myself grow mentally drained and unaware of what was happening, and when I came to, the shadow had just disappeared.

I have no idea what happened that night, but I'm praying one of you can possibly shed some light on what occurred - I assure you this information was given with utmost honesty and that no moments nor details were exaggerated, I appreciate your time for reading this and sincerely wish you all the best with your future endeavors

- Yours faithfully,

PARAPOWERLESS