Shadow People

Perhaps it’s just American arrogance, or American humility, to think that no unusual ghosts come from our neck of the woods. After all, American ghosts tend to just be traditional European ghosts that, like most of our population, have come over and made themselves comfortable.  However, there is a type of ghost, fairly modern and mostly originating right here in the United States.  America, it seems, is the birthplace of the Shadow People.

Shadow People are specters that generally only appear at night, usually while someone is in bed.  The witness usually wakes to find themselves paralyzed while a shadowy figure moves through their room.  It’s the paralysis that makes Shadow People different than “normal” ghosts; witnesses rarely if ever can move while the ghost is in their presence.

Another identifying feature of Shadow People is also the reason for their name: they have no distinct features.  Most ghosts appear as they did in life, or perhaps as decaying forms, but Shadow People have very few defining features to identify who they might be.  It can be impossible to tell if they are male or female, and often they lack any sort of facial or physical features other than a vague humanoid outline.  In some cases the eyes of the figure are visible or possibly glowing.  Reports of Shadow People wearing old 1930s style fedoras are also common.

While Shadow People are most commonly seen in bedrooms, there also exists a subset of these ghosts that appear on the roadside.  Reports of these types of Shadow People usually involve someone driving at night or dusk.  They see what appears to be someone standing by the side of the road, possibly a hitchhiker, but as they pass instead of the figure becoming more distinct, it remains nothing but an inky outline that seems to watch them as they pass by.

 

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      1. I hope your reply will consist of a better tone. Then your said comment. Why, in this day of age are we all not more supporting of one another resides me. Think about it, which world would you rather live in. A world that people cared about you or one that every moment of you life, scoffs at your lonely oblivious attempt to emotional disparity. So, please learn a thing too about kind consideration of your actions for emanations. Then again that might be asking much of you, only time will tell.

  1. I had one of these strangle me in my sleep once. I heard an eerie whisper in my ear…”FEAR!!!”…then immediately an electric impulse went up my spine and I was frozen. I tried to scream, but couldn’t open my mouth. However….I prayed an exorcism in my mind: Crux sancta sit mihi lux, non draco sit mihi dux. Vade retro satana, numquam suade mihi vana. Sunt mala quae libas, ipse venena bibas! After that, I tried very hard to turn my body and it finally relinquished and fled.

  2. They like “fear”..they thrive on it…if it doesnt scare you, it will leave you alone. God does not exist, neither does Satan. I seriously doubt it left because it didnt like yr exorcism words..LOL

  3. I hope your reply will consist of a better tone. Then your said comment. Why, in this day of age are we all not more supporting of one another resides me. Think about it, which world would you rather live in. A world that people cared about you or one that every moment of you life, scoffs at your lonely oblivious attempt to emotional disparity. So, please learn a thing,
    too about kind consideration of your actions for emanations. Then again that might be asking much of you, only time will tell.

  4. shadow ppl do exist, they do operate with fear. Those of you that are mocking others obviously have never had any of this stuff happen to you. Once you’ve dealt with or been truely exposed to the paranormal, you won’t mock another for what they’ve experienced. Also just shows a persons true maturity, or NOT.

  5. I saw one once along an empty stretch of road. I never bothered to tell anyone because i thought people would think i was crazy or making up stories. The experience left me shaken and i never went back there again.

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