from Misty Johnson
A couple of months ago, I saw an angel or a ghost; I don't know which, but I call him "Fred" because he reminds me of Freddy Krueger. Well, I had just gotten out of the shower, and was standing in the hallway and...suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, a white figure appeared with a long gun. It was a male and he had black eyes, a long tailcoat, and he wore a tall black hat. I just stood there and watched him move across the floor, and I waved. He gave me this evil look and I heard a lady's scream; and I went screaming to my father, "Daddy! Daddy! Go get the ghost! He has a gun!" And then, I went black for a second and something awoke me. I heard our front door SLAM!
I was scared the rest of the night. And when I went to bed, I heard, "BBBrrrroooookkkkkeeee, cccooommmeee dddooowwwnnn tttooo tttthhhheeee bbbbaaaasssseeemmmmeeeennnntttt!!!!" So, I went down in the basement and I saw something that scared me so badly my heart stopped beating. I saw Fred on the treadmill walking, walking, walking, jogging, jogging, jogging, RUNNING, RUNNING, RUNNING! But, the treadmill was not making a sound nor moving! I ran all the way upstairs and went to sleep. That night I had nightmares - nightmares that someday might come true.