The lanky man
My darkest fears came to life.
I don’t know what I saw that night.
My anger boiled within my soul.
I felt as if I’m not in control.
Something is there across the way.
Only standing a few feet away.
He was tall and as black as night.
He had no features not even a face.
I stood there and stared.
I felt my heart drop in my chest.
I don’t know how.
But staring back was that lanky looking man.
He was thin and tall he had not hands or feet at all.
He instead had pointed stubs.
I could feel darkness and depression from the lanky man.
Even though he had no expression or face at all.
I ran back into my apartment as fast as I could.
Hoping to never see that dark evil thing ever again.
Of course, that didn’t go as planned.
I saw that demon once again.
It was daytime I was outside anger filling my soul once more.
There he stood down the road.
But he never gets to close.
I look up after taking my eyes off for more than a second.
The lanky man was gone.
I then have a sense of fear and dread as I look over.
Then I look over to my right.
Only to see him standing there closer than before.
I run to the back door afraid to look back.
Something is wrong Something is not right.
I am not myself anymore.
I used to be happy and laughing but now.
All I feel is sadness and despair.
Is it him or it? I don’t know what that monster is?
The lanky man is in my dreams he showed me different scenes.
I don’t know why.
As I went to run and hide from the lanky man.
What is he? what does he want? is he draining my life?
I assume it’s for me to die.
In the nightmare we stood upon a hill.
White milky sky nothing else around not one single soul.
He then switched the dream.
I was in my room the lamp would flicker and go off.
My sister would turn it back on.
then in the dream she was asleep.
I laid there scared and couldn’t sleep.
I knew he was there after me.
The light went and there goes the room now gone.
But I am still there.
But I was in a cabin with blood covering the ceiling and walls.
I felt the dark heavy feeling of despair.
Then a choice appeared.
Two doors one black and one a bright white.
I look around in in sudden fright then I choose the one with white.
I ran and ran and went into my mother’s room.
I have a break down and I awaken in another nightmare.
This was a short one I walk to my back door and as I pull open the door.
Standing there behind the screen stood the lanky man.
his neck broken to the side.
I stood there and began to cry I slammed the door and ran.
I fell to the floor begging for help wanting him to leave.
To leave for with him I had no peace.
He drained me and made me more depressed.
I could never rest I felt him around me draining my life and soul.
Then finally we got to go.
On the last night I saw him once more that evil monster watching me.
In my dreams.
That was the last night I saw him.
The lanky man I was never right after that depression still haunts me.
A darkness it taunts me.
I hope to never see the lanky man ever again.
He fed off my fear and anger made me weak and himself stronger.
He is not fake or my imagination he is real.
Whether it be a real monster walking this earth.
Or is he a demon from the devil himself.
If you don’t think ghost and demons are real well think again.
When you least expect it a monster like him will try to attack.
It will try to own you and control you.
You have to fight and fight.
Don’t let it consume you or take ahold of your life.
Now this is based on a true story of what happened to me. I am a firm believer of spirts and demons and can see them. I know a lot of people don’t believe in things like that but ever since I was a kid, I have been able to see things and hear things others wouldn’t be able to explain. Now I know some would say there is a mental reason behind this. No, I assure you I don’t have hallucinations or any of that. the only mental illnesses I have been evaluated and I have Depression, OCD, Anxiety and PTSD. That was all I was told by a therapist. I believe whatever that is a monster something truly evil I hope no one else has to see it. ~Angel R. H
