The Man In The Black Coat

I've never told a living soul about my paranormal experience for fear of ridicule and social rejection. I feel that now I am older and have the intelligence to thoroughly tell my story, I can let others know what happened.

I've lived in this house with my great-grandparents for about fourteen years, the first house we lived in was haunted by an older man who died there. My great-grandparents and my grandparents seen and heard the old man. I, however, did not because I was much too young. But that's an entirely different story, so now I'll get to the point.

I was about four (or five) years old and I led a fairly normal life until one night. I was in my grandmother and I am old room, laying in my bed and staring up at the ceiling. The door was open and it happened to be very dark, which terrified me. So I began calling out, "I want my mommy! (I call my great-grandmother mom because she's the only mother I've ever known) Mommy, please... I'm scared!"

To which she would reply, "Be quiet and go to sleep before I come in there and whip (a spanking) you." But I was persistent and finally she came into the room and told me to shut up and then she left, again. So I finally quitted down after a while but I was still unable to sleep.

I honestly can't recall what possessed me to look down and stare at the bathroom door but when I looked away for a moment and then back at it, I saw a man who I knew wasn't my great-grandfather. My great-grandfather was only about 5'2" and this man seemed to be 6'0" - 6'5". He wore a long black coat like the ones in those old detective movies and he donned a black fedora-like hat. The man didn't seem like he meant any harm to me and he hid his face but I could feel his eyes staring directly at me. It filled me with a content feeling but as a very small child, it scared the living is Jesus out of me.

The man lingered for a moment and then walked into the room beside the bathroom and disappeared. It was a very fast experience; he was gone almost as soon as he came.

I haven't seen this man since and I'm 16 years old. However, I continue to see spirits and recently, I've began hearing voices outside my door (which is the room the man walked into). My great-grandfather has seen this man though but just a quick glimpse. You can make your own decision if you believe my story or not. I'm glad I finally got this off of my chest.