Glowing White Eyes Staring

Sitting on the couch. It's about 11:00pm, and I'm watching Game of Thrones. The red lights are on in the living room, and that's all. I look out the window, and I see a pair of glowing white eyes staring at me.

"Mom! Wake up! There are eyes staring at me!"

She stirred, obviously annoyed, and looked.

"Those are just the cat."

"NO. Mom! The cat is not that tall! MOM, PLEASE WAKE UP. This is scaring me!!!"

"Oh Breanna, stop! You're being dramatic."

"Mommmmm, Pleaseee go see what it is."

Mean while I'm staring at these eyes and they are completely unmoving. So still, and so white.

"Mom, how in the hell are they reflecting white at me if there are only red lights on in the house?!" I jumped up to make sure there was not a cell phone casting light, and there was none. The porch light was not on. The TV was not facing that direction. I stared at them, and tried to shoo them away with my mind. That did about as much as you'd expect, but it was worth a try.

"MOM. THERE ARE EYES STARING AT ME."

"Get over it Breanna. Stop, I'm trying to sleep."

I continued watching Game of Thrones, looking over occasionally to see if they were still there until eventually they disappeared. I ran downstairs into Anthony's room and hid under the covers with him. The only thing I can think it would be is a raccoon. It still baffles me though how they reflected the white light. I was almost as though the light was shining from within the creatures skull.

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Surreal Conversation

Surreal Conversation

               Here's an unspeakable conversation; brushing the edges of proven knowledge and dabbling in puddles of insanity. Anthony was telling me about the dreams he was having in the hospital while he was in a coma. (My memories a little fuzzy so certain details may be misconstrued but the important stuff’s accurate).

                “I was surrounded by these people in masks who were telling me to follow them. I didn't trust them but I figured fuck it, if they did anything then I’d knock them out. They took me somewhere that I didn't like. I was still in the hospital but it was all abandoned and the walls were tearing. There were these things, I don’t know what they were but they were bad, and I wanted to leave. I walked into a room full of empty hospital beds. The walls were cracked and the place was eerie. It felt like some sort of hall. I walked to the end of it to a door with a light on the other side and I could hear peoples voices on the other side but I couldn't get in. I started screaming for them to open the door and then the scene changed.”

                This intrigued me. He had remembered a little bit more than last time, which had only consisted of the door that was light on the other side. Many tell a similar story about a hall with a door at the end and light on the other side. This got him into talking about all of the things that had made him believe that there was something more than what we realize.

                “Once I woke up and there were these circles floating right over my head. They were different colors, and I jumped up and looked at them and they disappeared. My grandpa had just passed away… but I don’t know.”

                My eyes widened as I listened to his words. My grandma had told a similar story. I didn't believe in such phenomena at that point so I had dismissed the story as the ramblings of a grandma. The connection was insane though. Her story went something like this;

                “I was staying with my cousin whose husband had just passed away. We were sleeping in the same bed, and I woke up in the middle of the night to see an orb floating over her sleeping body.”

The rest of my memory of her story is too fuzzy for me to try to elaborate. I don’t think she felt fear; neither did Anthony. They were really creeped out though.