I am Magda and now I am 14 years old. When I was seven, I was in Poland with my family (that being where I come from!) I couldn't sleep that night because it was Christmas Eve and like many other children, I was too excited to fall asleep. My mind was going crazy! But after midnight passing by, I decided to get into bed and close my eyes. I tried sleeping, which would not work. So, I just ended up tossing and turning to find a comfortable position.
In my bedroom, there was a large wardrobe (which belonged to my cousins. We were staying at theirs!) I happened to look at it and found myself staring at it for a couple of seconds. I began to see what vividly looked like Father Christmas. He had a white, long beard and a red jacket. I stared at it, eyes wide-open for what seemed like ages, but was in fact only probably a few seconds.
I couldn't move, I could hardly breathe properly. At that time, my dad came into my room to say good night to me, and he could see my scared face. I pointed up to the wardrobe (I could still see Father Christmas) but my dad just looked at me as if I had gone mad. In the end, I burst into tears and ran out of the room into the kitchen. My family heard me and came running after me. I explained what had happened and they told me that I just got a little too excited about Christmas.
I know that's not true and that I really did see him. What I can't figure out is why! Was it really Father Christmas or was it an evil spirit trying to get through to me by pretending to be him?
Please help me out!
Thanks,
Magda
-erin19 ❤