My name is Michelle and I'm 15 years old. I currently live in Anaheim, CA with my family of 5 and a cat. I've had other experiences when I was a child before I moved to Anaheim, but this is the scariest so far. The whole thing started when my aunt gave my mom a framed painting of a weird object surrounded by strange words.
I live in an apartment building not far from DisneyLand. When I moved here I felt as if I wasn't welcome in this home, I couldn't understand since I was just 5 when we moved in. A couple years ago my mom's friend, Ruby, came over to visit with her 7 year old daughter, Aileen. She wanted to play so I told her if she wanted to make a movie, so I grabbed my mom's cell phone and we started to make a little video of the apartment. Right when we started, my mom and her friend were in the kitchen making us something to eat. I gave Aileen the phone and told her to record the table. She pushed the record button for about 2 to 4 seconds and stopped it. I took the phone and searched for the video. When I looked at it I was in complete shock, she pointed directly at the shades of the window and you can clearly see the shadow of a man right there standing but then steps aside as if he didn't want to be recorded. I started to scream and my mom came asking what happened, I showed her the video and she freaked out and asked if we got the phone wet or something but I said no. My brother, sister, and dad were not at home at the time.
A couple months later, it was my dad's turn to experience the same thing. He was sleeping in bed with my mom and my baby sister. My mom woke up and went to the bathroom which is right in front of the bed. On the wall next to the bed there was a long mirror hanging there. My dad was waiting for my mom to come back to bed when the mirror started to move side to side. He also said that he felt as if he couldn't move or breathe. He tried calling out to my mom but he couldn't speak either. When my mom came back, the mirror stopped moving. My dad was really shocked and couldn't sleep the whole night.
At this point I am now 15, there has been no sign of him until a few months back. We were getting ready to go visit the same aunt that gave us the painting. I was with my mom, putting my shoes on. All of a sudden I feel this tug on my shoulder and I was literally pulled back, my mom saw it as well and she asked what happened. I explained what I felt and she was getting really worried. The last encounter I had was in my bedroom that I share with my brother. We were sleeping and I see this shadow standing right next to by brother's side and I froze completely. I didn't know what to do. So I said to leave us alone, we have done nothing wrong. The shadow floated away, and I felt as if a big weight was lifted.
I don't know if he's still here, occasionally I hear whispers while I fall asleep. It doesn't bother me anymore, but I'm still worried if he will come back. I don't know if this apartment is haunted and I don't know if he's an angel or a demon. We are thinking of moving out but something tells me it has to do with that painting my aunt gave us. Every time I look at it I get shivers down my spine.
Thanks for reading and I'm anxious to know what you think about this and what I can do to live normal life. I also still have the video of the shadow here on my laptop for anyone who wants to see it. I've shown my friends this and some classmates. Some say that it's just freaky and others say that I altered it to make it look like that. I don't care what they think, I know what I see, hear, and feel what's around me.