Quite fittingly, it was Halloween night, ( I think two years ago,) and I was either sitting or standing in the kitchen. You see, from the kitchen of my house, you have a direct line of sight to the front door on the right. And at the time, we had no decals up, so the window was almost entirely see through. My little brother was directly in front of the kitchen, in either the dining room or living room. There’s also a small hall that leads to the front door, and a wall, separating where my brother was positioned, ( keep this in mind.) So, there I was in the kitchen, and that’s when I decided to look up at the front door window for no apparent reason. And I see what looked to me at the time, a reflection of my brother’s face on the window. The supposed, “ reflection,” stared directly at me, then slowly but sternly moved it’s head to the right, ( my left.) Still thinking it was merely my brother’s reflection, I called for him, and tried to get him to position himself literally anywhere. Anywhere in the living or dining room. And no matter where he was, we could never imitate what I’d just saw. No, I have a very different assumption about what I saw that day. My immediate family and I all believe that what I saw was some sort of demon, or evil spirit. And that it was trying to trick me into thinking that my poor brother was locked outside and needed help I.e., needed me to open the front door. I don’t like thinking about what could’ve happened if I’d have opened that door. And let whatever was behind that glass inside our home.
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[link] [comments]Quite fittingly, it was Halloween night, ( I think two years ago,) and I was either sitting or standing in the kitchen. You see, from the kitchen of my house, you have a direct line of sight to the front door on the right. And at the time, we had no decals up, so the window was almost entirely see through. My little brother was directly in front of the kitchen, in either the dining room or living room. There’s also a small hall that leads to the front door, and a wall, separating where my brother was positioned, ( keep this in mind.) So, there I was in the kitchen, and that’s when I decided to look up at the front door window for no apparent reason. And I see what looked to me at the time, a reflection of my brother’s face on the window. The supposed, “ reflection,” stared directly at me, then slowly but sternly moved it’s head to the right, ( my left.) Still thinking it was merely my brother’s reflection, I called for him, and tried to get him to position himself literally anywhere. Anywhere in the living or dining room. And no matter where he was, we could never imitate what I’d just saw. No, I have a very different assumption about what I saw that day. My immediate family and I all believe that what I saw was some sort of demon, or evil spirit. And that it was trying to trick me into thinking that my poor brother was locked outside and needed help I.e., needed me to open the front door. I don’t like thinking about what could’ve happened if I’d have opened that door. And let whatever was behind that glass inside our home. submitted by /u/WoodsIsWoods [link] [comments]
