It was Saturday night, the time was about 2 am in the morning and my sister Joy had a habit of waking up during the night and go to my room to tell me she can't sleep. Well this particular night she goes to my room and starts saying "Oly....I can't sleep...." I wake up and for some reason I look on the ground and I see a shadow of a person. So I assumed someone must be knocking on the window and maybe that's why my sister woke up. Well when I looked to the window no one was there. Then I looked to the ground and I didn't see a shadow.....I mean did not see a thing except the light that shined from the street.......As a reaction I got up so fast and grabbed my sister and ran around the house looking for my mom and happen to be she was in her room sleeping. So I knocked on her door real hard and just went in eventually after a couple of knocks on the door. I said to my mom.."mom I'm not crazy but I saw some shadow on the floor of my room thinking someone was at the window then the next moment I look at the window no one was there then I look at the floor and there was no shadow...I'm not crazy....believe I'm not..." Well being that my mom was not in a great mood she was sort of cursing in spanish and saying this gibberish which I couldn't understand so she sends her boyfriend who was with her to check out my room. He checks the room as usual everything checked to be normal except one thing. When I had left my room(My room has two doors to it) the two doors were open but when I returned to the room one of the doors was locked. It was closed shut with a lock. I had told my mothers boyfriend it was open when I left the room and I got the look and impression he didn't believe me. Well to end the story he opens the door that was locked told me just holler if something happens again. Since that night in Puerto Rico I slept always with a bat near by, either under my bed or with me. I don't know whether my mom thinks I'm crazy or not from that night but I know what I saw.

Another story which is true happened I was living back in my hometown of New York City,Bronx. This happened when I was about 16 years old in my aunts house.......

It was a Wednesday night and every body was asleep except me and my aunt who was in her room with her boyfriend. I was in the living room which was where I usually slept. I had just got out my aunts room to go to sleep. I went to the living and the lights were off. I could see a little bit because of the light from the outside. Well as I was getting myself comfortable in the sofa to sleep I heard this scariest call of my name.....it sounded like this.... "Ooooolieeeeeeeee......." It was low in terms of sound and spooky in tone. I got so freaked out that I just got and ran to my aunts room and told what had just happened and she allowed me to sleep in her room. I was so scared but yet from that point I refused to be scared or intimidated by any noise or moving object that might cross my path again......so far everything has been okay. No more spooky things have happened to me. What really bugs me is that now I feel ready to confront what is out there but so far it or whatever is out there has not confronted me, till then as usual....I'll be waiting.....

Orlando E.

aka....Jax