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Shadow People

It was Christmas time 1967, when I lived in Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada. Snow covered the ground (some spots when plowed, reached up to 5 feet in height). It was a cold night, which is normal for this area, but my family was excited because we were having our yearly Christmas party at my Aunt Barbara and Uncle Johnny's house. The Christmas season was always my favorite time of the year. I was 9 years old and loved Christmas. The house was full of my aunts, uncles, cousins and very close family friends. The house was a two story house, with a basement. The first floor held the living room and kitchen and as you went up the stairs my cousin Linda's bedroom was the first room on the right at the top of the stairs with a bedroom right next to hers , which my other 2 cousins slept in. The bathroom was straight ahead of you as you got to the top of the stairs and my aunt and uncles room was to the left.

My cousin Linda and I were in the living room with all of the family just joking and having fun. We both got tired of all the noise and decided we would go up to her room and play Barbies. I was 9 years old and Linda was 8 years old. We were playing with our dolls when Linda decided we needed a hairbrush to brush our dolls hair. Linda went into her mom and dad's room to get the hairbrush. At that moment in time when Linda left her room, I felt something make me want to look at Linda's window in her bedroom.

Linda and I were playing dolls on the floor and as soon as I looked at the window I was off the floor and across the hall, pulling Linda back into her room, pointing at her window for her to look.

Through a light curtain, we both watched as a dark shadow slowly moved across the window sill. The shadow was seen from the shoulders to the top of his head. I say "he" as he looked like a black man, afro style hair, and to me very big like a man would be. As soon as the shadow passed by the window Linda and I both ran over to see where the shadow came from. Remember we were on the top floor of the house. We looked up and down the street as far as we could see. No one was around. We tried to figure out how a shadow could be cast up to where we were. There was a street light right across from the house but we both knew, even at our ages, a shadow could not be cast that high up from the street light. Linda and I ran downstairs, very excited I must say, to tell our parents what we had just witnessed.

Being like most people of the sixties and seventies, they laughed at us. They told us it was our imaginations and go back and play, which we did. To this day, 2004, Linda and I both know that what we saw was very real and not a figment of our imaginations as our parents told us it was. Linda turned to the church for answers and I just keep looking for the truth. I still have no idea why or how they appear to us, but I am willing to hear any suggestions.

Kimberley Desmarais