“When I was about 10 years old, I was sleeping over my cousins’ house. After a long night of video games and movies in his room it was really late and we decide to head to his kitchen to get something to drink. It was very dark in his house as his parents had long fallen asleep and his bedroom was at the end of a long hallway that you can see straight across the house into his kitchen. As we leave his room and take a few steps towards the kitchen, the house only being illuminated by moonlight, we stop dead in our tracks as we notice two people standing and staring at us from his kitchen.
It was us only it wasn’t us, we were totally transparent. There we stood for a good 10 seconds staring at ghost versions of ourselves, their eyes piercing deep into my soul, the feeling of which I cannot even describe. Then suddenly the intense stare off was broken by when these two doppelgangers start slowly walking towards us. I make a break back into his bedroom and my cousin darts into his parents’ room. I hid as best I could under his bed for what seemed like an eternity, trying to control my heavy breathing down to a silence, when I see two sets of feet walk into his room, stop at the bed for a few seconds, and then walk back out.
I was so scared that I fell asleep after a few hours still under his bed. After waking up in the morning, still under the bed, I look around for my cousin whom I found sleeping in his parents bed. We talked about it in the morning and both our stories matched up with what I saw. His parents never believed us but years later I brought it up to him at a family gathering and he still remembers it exactly the same. I never really tell anyone this story in person cause it still terrifies me to this day.”