The presence of someone....

I know there are lots of stories out there, and lots of people have had weird things happen to them. I have had a lot of weird encounters happen to me, that are unexplainable. Children usually are gateways to be mediums, or medium-like experiences. They are innocent and don't usually jugde or know better. When I was little I had really good ESP. I could sense things almost to the exact detail. Still today as an adult I have very keen intuition, and a slight ESP, and sense of what may be!

But I cannot explain this story... It is beyond me, and I have told few people this. I was a freshman in high school, and getting ready for school one morning. I was all dressed, teeth brushed, hair fixed you name it. But I did have something in my eye, that would just not let up. So at my parents house had a huge vanity in the bathroom, and a large full size wall mirror. I leaned all the way in to the mirror, and rubbed my eyes good for about 30 sec or so. (whatever was in my eye was pissing me off). As I leaned away from the mirror and opened my eyes. I saw a figure, a man, standing about 5 feet behind me to the right of me. He was wearing a reddish color suit, Faded. He appeared to be greenish in skin-tone, and dead or sickly looking, his hair was slicked back.He was also smoking a cigarette, but no smoke was coming from it. .... I swear I gathered all these details in a matter of a second. Because when I realized what I saw, I was in shock and disbelief, and when I went to do a double take the figure had vanished. I bolted from that room in such a flash. My mom asked me if I was ok,and said "you look like you've just seen a ghost." and I told her what had just happened. I think it kinda freaked her out too. I never told my dad, he would probably think I was crazy. I never told my sister, because she never would have cared about stuff like that.
I know what I shared just now seems impossible. But I swear on my life , what I saw that one morning, and to this day many years later, I often wonder who it was, or representing, what he wanted, and what he was doing?? Weird I guess I will never know.

 

Can you describe the face?

 

You ever met anybody who has met and talked to 50,000 ghosts? Most of them came around after I looked in the mirror. They ain't nobody, they are living peoples sick telepathic brainwaves that you put a shape to...... tah better relate to that evil cloud hangin behind ya.