Haunted by Something

I am a guy from a small town in Denmark. I was raised in a house located close to a big forest, and I enjoyed playing in the woods as a kid. We had no neighbors living close to us, so I had to entertain myself while growing up. One day, while playing in the woods, I was climbing a tree when the branch I was leaning on snapped and I fell straight to the ground, head first.

I was out cold for a while, I am not sure exactly for how long, but when I woke up it was dark, so I must have been unconscious for a while. I felt scared, and thought that my parents had to be too, given that I had been gone for a while. I usually came home before dark, so I started heading back to my house. As I stated before, I often played in the woods, so I became quite uncomfortable when I realized that I was lost. The forest seemed changed, and even though I wasn’t used to being in the woods after dark, I felt that I didn’t recognize the place at all.

I started realizing that the forest was unusually quiet. Even though it was dark, you would expect to hear some noises – at least from insects and the wind. I heard nothing, not even the sound of leaves or branches crumbling under my feet. I couldn’t smell anything either. I normally enjoyed the scent of the forest, but I couldn’t smell anything. However, I could feel a constant cold breeze, and I felt that I was being lead towards the same tree I fell from. Suddenly I saw a very dim light in the distance. I instantly felt drawn towards it and I started walking in the direction of the light. As I got closer, I could see that it was my house. I felt relieved and walked to my home. When I got past the tree line, I felt an eerie cold sensation rushing through my body and I started running, thinking that I was finally home.

When I was standing right outside the front door of my house, I suddenly heard a noise – the first sound I had heard in a very long time. The sound was coming from the woods behind me, so I turned around. The sight that met me was so terrifying that I froze. I saw myself standing at the tree line. An exact copy of me was standing just 300 feet away from where I was standing in front of my front door. It couldn’t be, who or what was that thing? It couldn’t be me, I was right here. I felt extremely disorientated and I was unable to move. I wanted to turn around and run into my house so badly, but I couldn’t move. The thing was looking right at me, and every fiber in me told me to get inside. I mustered all my strength but was only able to lift my left hand slightly.

I couldn’t stop gazing towards the thing that looked just like me, it was like I was drawn towards it. I saw that it mirrored what I did – it lifted its left hand slightly as well. I felt sick and terrified. Then it happened – the thing started moving towards me. It began sprinting right at me. Still unable to move, I could only stand by and watch it get closer to me. It stopped 6 feet from me, and I could see that it was me standing there. However, the thing had bad injuries on its head, and what was a very noticeable difference between me and it was its eyes – they were pitch black and empty, almost like it didn’t have a soul. It was just a body, my body. It stared at me for a while with its totally empty eyes. I started shaking in fear, tears running down my eyes but no matter how much I wanted to scream or move I was unable to do it. Suddenly it sprinted towards me, jamming right into me and everything turned completely dark.

I have no recollection of what happened, but I awoke in the forest at the same spot I had fell earlier. There were no sounds, no scents and it was still dark. The thing that attacked me wasn’t in sight, but the same dim light as I had seen before appeared far away. I felt drawn towards it, and I started running there. When I crossed the tree line, I could see that It was my house, and I ran to it. When I arrived, I quickly reached for the door knob, but I couldn’t open the door. The door knob just kept spinning around. Then I heard a sound again – it was footsteps. The door knob turned, and the front door opened. I saw my mother and felt so relieved. I tried walking towards her and in through the threshold. My body couldn’t move, so I tried speaking to her. No sound was coming out of my mouth. I looked at my mother, but she didn’t seem to notice me, and her gaze was scanning the perimeter before closing the door.

I tried opening the door again, but the door knob just kept spinning. I heard my father yelling angrily from inside the house. I couldn’t make out the words, but he sounded sad. I felt confused and terrified – what was happening? My house, my parents - everything I knew so well seemed so different and far away, even though I was standing right outside my house. I then walked towards the window of my own room hoping that I could climb in through it. When I reached the window I looked in, and I saw an empty bed with a lot of pictures of me lying in it. There was a lot of candlelight’s in my room – as I mentioned before I am from Denmark, and you only put those things in a room if the person living in it is deceased. I felt sick and terrified – where was I and why couldn’t I get in to my own house. Then I heard a sound coming from the woods behind me – felt with fear I turned around. Standing in the tree line was a tall figure with a cloth covering its entire face, the only thing visible was two glowing red eyes. The thing must have been at least 7 feet tall. It started coming towards me. It didn’t walk, it floated. I ran away from it, knowing that whatever that thing was, it had sinister intentions.

I have been running from that same thing for what seems like years now, and my parents don’t live in the house anymore. Still, I feel drawn towards the house, but I can’t get in. A new family is living in the house now, but they cannot see me – they can only hear when I tap at the windows and when I try to turn the door knob that just keeps spinning around. They seem scared every time they hear a noise made by me. I can’t get away from this area, since the only way away from the house is through the forest and that is where the thing that is haunting me stays. I feel that the thing is getting closer and closer to me every day. I haven’t seen daylight for years and I fear that I don’t have long before the thing gets me.

Did I die that day years ago in the forest? Or am I in a state between life and death? I feel so scared. If you hear this story, please help me.