January 27th, 2006


Shadow People

The shadow people are back. I've written about them before. You know, those people you see as shadows out of the corner of your eye but when you turn to look, you discover that it was only a bush next to a mailbox or a lamppost. Shadow people have been around me all my life. It's usually worse in the fall and winter. Some say because the shadows are longer at that time of year. I say it is because the veil is thinner and even the weaker ones can come through.

I haven't seen many shadow people since the Winter Solstice. Mostly at twilight when I go to the Lake. This isn't unusual. Once the year turns to start gaining back daylight, the shadow people recede to the nighttime. By the time summer comes about, I may have a sighting of them only once a month.

This morning, I saw one on my way into work. He was standing in the shadow of a pillar to the left of the entrance to my office building. He took off his hat and nodded to me. This is the first time I've ever seen one of them move. Of course, I was startled. Of course, I turned to look at him face on but, as always, there was nothing there.

I have a very uneasy sense about the day. I don't know why. The shadow man was not threatening. They almost always just watch. Maybe it was the fact that I saw him move and acknowledge me. I don't know. I'm going to be paranoid all day now.

Walking with Shadows

Ok. Now, I'm a little bit more freaked out than I was before. I just got back from my walk. My shadow guy walked with me the whole way. Not really walked, but I could see him in front of me next to the trees or across the street when I turned to look at a house I like or behind me when I looked back. It's also the same shadow person. The very same one. I've never had that happen before either. All the shadow people I've seen have always been different people. How do I know? I'm not sure. I just do. I suppose I know it in the same way I recognize body posture or someone's walk. I'm pretty sure he wanted me to know he was there.

I'm starting to wonder if he's really a 'real' shadow person or not. Ok. That sounds really crazy. I'm questioning if one type of (possibly) imaginary person is the same as another. Seriously though, he's not acting like normal shadow people do. Most of them I note and move on. Never see them again. This guy has returned. I've seen him move once and he wants me to see him. I want to know why.

I can't decide if I'm creeped out by all this or just curious. Huh. Isn't that the way horror movies start? By someone being both creeped out and curious? Fortunately, I've always turned up a "survivor" on all those horror quiz memes.

Saved by Shadows?

I'm still shaking but I'm calm. I'm pretty sure I know what my shadow guy was supposed to do today: save my life. I just got home. Like usual, I walked across the parking lot my mailbox. I got my mail out. I was in the process of closing mailbox and turning and there he was. Right next to me. He was like a solid shadow. I don't know how else to put it. He was there. I could sense him. It scared the crap out of me and I jumped back, stumbling over the curb by the mailboxes. I sprawled on the ground and he held his hand out to me, palm towards me in a "stop" motion. I scrabbled back, trying to grab my purse, find my keys and keep my eyes on him at the same time.

I couldn't do it. I had to look away to find them. When I looked back, he was still there but he was standing in the middle of the street. He turned and morphed into me. I'm serious! It was me but shadow me. I know my walk. He/me was walking, looking at shadow mail when I heard/saw the car come around the corner way too fast. There was a squeal of tires and the car stopped but not before it went through the shadow guy.

The kid in the car got out and looked around. He looked confused when there was nothing on his grill. When he saw me getting up from my sprawled position, he freaked out, asking me if I was ok, that he didn't see me and he was really sorry. He promised not to speed in the complex again. Then he asked me how I got over there by the curb. I didn't answer. I just hurried to my condo. At the top of the stairs, I looked around and saw my shadow guy. He tipped his hat to me. I turned to wave and found myself waving at a tree.

I know I'll see more shadow people. I always have and I always will. But, I wonder if I'll see that particular one again. I kind of hope so. Then again, I kind of hope not.