The Shadow People: A paranormal short story Read Online Free PDF

article until she found the exact reference.  It had been left by a commenter. 
    When I’ve seen them, they are wearing cloaks, or something else dark.  Maybe we’re not talking of the same thing.  They come only when you’re sleeping; but it’s not a dream.  Mostly appearing at night, these visitors can sometimes infiltrate the daytime hours.  But mostly you will see them surrounding your bed.  They’re certainly not evil.  They’ve never done anything to hurt me.  So not sure if this is what your article is about; they wouldn’t be considered demons.  ~David~
    Danielle read the article but it was evident that the writer was not talking of the same thing that she and ‘David’ had experienced.  She read the other comments and felt thrilled.  Others had written of their experience with these ‘visitors’ as well!
    Like David said, they are not evil.  They are trying to tell you something.  I’m not afraid of them. ~Lori~
    What does this have to do with Alien Abductions?  You are clearly talking about demons (which don’t exist outside of religious rhetoric) and which is not what we are talking about here, David.  ~C-illuminati~
    They’re called the Shadow People.  And they are real.  ~David~  Check out this blog on it.
    Danielle read the rest of the comments but there was nothing else from either David or Lori.  She pulled up the link to the blog.
     
    THE SHADOW PEOPLE; Good or Evil?
    There seems to be more talk about these unknown creatures.  Could it be that there appearance is happening with more and more frequency, or perhaps due to the use of the internet more information is being made available about the activities of these beings.
     
    Dani continued to read, her eyes voraciously drinking in the information.  It seemed that these Shadow People or Shadow Beings came in different types and different sizes.  Some wore hats, others hoods.  The things that seemed constant is that they were dark figures, hard to see, and they wore objects that obscured their faces like hats or hoods.
    When Dani got to the end of the article she began to scan for the name David.  Sure enough, he was a frequent commenter.  His last comment was just a week before.  Dani decided to leave her own comment.  It sounded desperate.
     
    I think they are coming to tell me that I’m going to die.  If someone can please help me!  ~DS~
     
    And then Dani began to cry.  She sobbed, relieved that she wasn’t crazy, that this had happened to enough people that there was information on the internet about it.  Afterwards, she felt better and wished that she had done this when Patricia had been alive; that she hadn’t been so afraid.
    She showered and changed and went out for something to eat.  She hadn’t taken care of herself and had grown thin over the last few months; especially once the … shadow people had stopped appearing, because then started the countdown.
    She had barely left her apartment, had dropped out of school months ago and hadn’t done much more than to write in notebook after notebook and drink coffee. Now her stomach was begging for sustenance.  It was still early, not even noon and since she had no car, breakfast would be an easy decision; The Waffle House.  It was in walking distance and it was inexpensive.
    She was shoveling grits, waffles and eggs into her mouth and eyeing the sausage when she heard someone speaking from behind her.
    “Where’s your notebook?”  Dani almost choked as she spun in her stool where she was seated at the bar.  Tyler was standing there, and at the sight of her choking he became alarmed.
    “Are you okay?  I’m sorry!  I didn’t mean to scare you!”
    She took a drink of milk and wiped her watering eyes in embarrassment.  “It’s okay.  I’m just jumpy.”
    He pointed at the big picture window.  “I was on my way to work and saw you sitting here.  I thought it was you but it was hard to tell without the notebook.”
    “I know, the whole