When I was about 6-8, I was asleep.

In the middle of the night I looked out the window and it was a full moon, but it seemed much closer then I ever seen in my like and then I saw someone in a space suit floating around outside.

I realized I was dreaming and woke myself up and went to the bathroom, as I was walking in the hallway I saw this person walking up the stairs and tried to grab me. I punched the person with my right fist has hard as a 6-8 year old could, then ran into my moms room and locked the door behind me. I was screaming someone was after me she said go to sleep it’s fine.

I laid in bed for about an hour when I saw the folding closet door open and a wire coat hanger with a little red present decoration can out and came toward me, I just remember my back starting to hurt, as I looked at a picture from my elementary school grad, the picture started to change ( the baby blue cap I was wearing looked like it was being pulled closer to the ground, then i woke up hours later.

I didn’t remember anything first thing in the morning. I felt right and was very sore.

I was bleeding through the back of my shirt so my Mom took it off, and there were scratch marks all over my back.

Then I remembered about the hanger with the red present and the picture.

My mom brought the hanger out and it had some of my blood and scraped skin on it.

I looked at the picture and my cape seemed to be in this later state still.

Years and years had pass and I thought about this every now and then, my mom went on to tell me I had a fever that night as well.

About 20 years later my mom was getting read of a lot of our old kid stuff and I saw that creepy pic of me again and the same picture in a different frame and they were different... had kinda forgot about that night until then.

Creepy shit, to this day I always make sure my closet door is shut tight for some reason