It Wears a White Shirt

The story begins with a simple shadow in the middle of the night, but
then things begin to escalate. Are you ready? My name is Edwin.
This is Libani's true scary story. I moved in with my sister in twenty
fifteen. She's my little sister. She lived alone at the time in a
four bedroom house, so my two kids and I moved in to help just
keep an eye out on the house. So she's out of town for work
almost the whole year. Like she would show up maybe like for a weekend,
and then she'd have to fly back out for work. So we would
see her just like randomly. But she would always call to let me know
just in case you needed like a ride from the airport or anything for me
to get for her. But most of the time I was just my two
kids and I And they're both little at the time too. My daughter,
I think is like four, so my son would be eight, So they
were both small. So there was like this, like in the hallway,
we would always have the light on just in case the kids needed to get
up and get some water or anything. And a lot of the times I
would see just little like a shadow, like when people walk by and you
can see it, but I know my kids like steps and how they move,
so it was too heavy of a shadow for it to be any of
them because they were little. I just said, okay, maybe it is
them, just it's the middle of the night. Whatever, went back to
sleep. But eventually I had to turn those lights off because they were getting
scared. They were thinking that it was me walking around or something. So
I just didn't think much of it. I was just like, Okay,
we'll just not have these on and whatever. It'll just go away. We're
just scared. It's a new place. It's a little spread out, so
the house it's pretty big. So you walk in and you have a little
four yeer area and to the right you have a formal living room slash like
dining room that you would have to like step two steps up to get to
the dining room. If you go through a little door that's in the dining
room, you hit like the kitchen and a little like breakfast nook or whatever
area, and then you keep making the left and then it's like the big
family room, and then there's like a hallway off of that that just goes
into all of the rooms. It was four rooms and there my sister's being
the master, and then the other three, which is me and my two
kids, were more like to the left, tucked in. It was late.
I'm gonna say it was well over, maybe like well because the kids
had a bedtime at nine lights out. Everything's asleep there asleep, and then
i'd usually turn my TV off around like ten thirty or something, and I
know it was well after that. I was asleep for a couple hours,
so it had to have been well after midnight. And I don't know what
woke me up, but I thought I had. You know, when you
can hear I don't know if it's just me, but you can hear a
movement coming, or you can feel a movement coming. So I felt like
somebody was coming or either I don't know, reaching the door or something.
But I woke up and that's when I looked under the door and I saw
somebody just walked towards the kids room. My room was the first one,
and then there's two was like behind mine, So I thought it was one
of them, But the more I thought about it, I was like,
no, that was a bit too heavy like to be one of them.
They usually hurried down the hallway because it's dark, so they're scared, and
that wasn't like that. But I just thought, okay, maybe it is
one of them still, like I'm just overthinking it, and I just went
back to sleep. It was the first time that I had seen something like
that, so I was like, no, I'm tipping. There's no way.
This was me like four months in. It wasn't too long, but
she has had She just had roommates before me, and they would also say
little random things like that. But I'm like, okay, it's an old
house and you guys are just because she doesn't like hearing it. She gets
mad when we tell her that there's things there or something's happening. So I
thought that they were just playing with her, like trying to like just poke
at her. I didn't think it was real. That same hallway has a
little closet door, like a coat closet, and that would randomly just open.
We never used it. We live in Arizona, so coats aren't really
a thing out here, so it was more for like storage. I would
like the Christmas tree there, like just blankets things like that, and the
door would randomly be open. But sometimes the kids would play hide and seek
so I'm like, okay, they're just they're playing in there. But I
would always open the door anyways to sweep in there if I'm cleaning or anything.
And there was this one time where it shut like I was sweeping and
I hadn't even gotten too there yet and the door just shut. So I
thought, my daughter maybe is playing or they're in the middle of a game
or something. So I go to open it, so I don't know,
can I'm gonna sleep in here and she's not there, so I'm like,
okay, maybe she just closed it. Then she closed it and left,
so that's what I thought in my head. So I opened it and I
slept in there or whatever. And then I go to the living room and
she's sitting there and she's watching TV. And I'm like, hey, like
i'm sweeping, make sure you don't go in the closet again, because like
we're mopping next. She was like, I wasn't even in the closet today.
My son wasn't out there, so I know they weren't. He wasn't
playing with her at the time. So I'm like, okay, well,
maybe because we have the door open and the wind some how traveled into the
hallway and closed the door. I don't know anything to like not believe.
So when I went back to do the mopping part of it, I opened
the closet and I had seen I saw some markings on the door that I'd
not seen before, and that closet is pretty active, but they were like
like when you measure yourself and you put a little date next to it and
everything and growing, but it was from like the seventies. The dates on
there were like nineteen seventy two, seventy three, seventy four, and it
was like that, and after eighty two it just stopped. So I'm like,
Okay, that's weird because I'd never seen that there before. The closet's
always opening and closing. I would have seen that if I saw it right
now, so that kind of picked me out. I asked my daughter if
she was writing on the wall, or my son or anything, but they've
never been those kind of kids, so they were like, no, we
didn't do that. So I just cleaned it off. I remember like having
to erase it and stit because it was just pencil, and I just left
at it that I was like, maybe I just never seen her before and
never paid attention, which was weird because I was clean, like around the
door knobs, so I would have seen it, but I don't know,
maybe I missed it in my head. So my sister's room connected to that
closet in the back end of it, but she was never home, so
the room's always empty. I would just go in there if I'm like cutting
through to go to the backyard, because she had a little area back there,
but she was never home, so just randomly. The kids would go
to like their dad's house for the weekend, so I'd be alone for Friday,
Saturday, Sunday. And there was this one weekend where I came home
from work and her TV was on, and I thought maybe she got there
and like she forgot to tell me or something. So I go in there
to say hi to her, and everything's normal. Just the TV's like on,
so I'm like, Okay, that's weird. I just turned it off.
I leave, and I was in my head, I'm like, maybe
she had it like on a sleep timer or like an alarm, which is
weird because they would have gone off before. But I always just try to
make excuses. That same night, her shower turned on. It was later
on in the night. It was maybe like eight already. I was like
getting ready, just cleaning the kitchen, getting ready for bed, and I
thought it was At first, I thought it was like the I left the
water hose on outside. I just heard like water going and it wasn't that,
So I checked the washer, wasn't that. And I get closer to
the hallway area and I hear it coming from her room. So I get
freaked out at that time because of the incident of the TV had already happened.
And I called my friend and I was telling her what was going on,
and she's just go through the back, don't go through the room,
go through the back maybe it's safer. And in my head I'm like,
yeah, you're right. So I go to the backyard, go through the
little back area to get to her bathroom and it's off, but it was
on because everything inside was wet. So I just freaked out and I left
that night. I went to go to my night at my friend's house,
and I was like, I don't know what to do, and she's like,
no, no, it's just you're under a lot of stress, and
like the kids aren't say you probably miss them. She was just trying to
calm me down, but I know that it was wet and there no one
was on that was scared, like somebody had taken a shower. Like the
walls were wet, the curtain was wet, the floor was wet. So
I was like, Okay, that's weird. Maybe nobody was there was just
me. Not even the kids were there. They were off with their dad
that weekend, so it was just me, and that's why I freaked out.
And I was like, no, I'm leaving. I'm not saying here's
tonight. And I called to tell my sister, but she doesn't like hearing
it, so she was like, no, you're lying whatever, which I
understand is her house and she's the only one that lives there, so of
course she probably doesn't want to hear about things like that. Up next,
Libney actually sees what has been roaming around the house. So later on,
it was around Christmas time we had She wasn't home for Christmas, but I
had still did all the decorations because the kids were super into it. So
we put up like two trees in both living rooms. Maybe like halfway through
the month of December or something, we started hearing like the ornaments fall,
but it was a real Christmas tree, so I was like, Okay,
maybe it's like drying up up already, like we need a water it or
something. So that was like it didn't I didn't think much of it.
But there was this one time where we were getting ready to I was getting
ready to leave in the morning for work, and I was getting the kids
ready for school, and we passed by one of the living rooms and there's
a line of ornaments like on the floor. They're in the perfect line,
and it's all tile flooring, so it's hard for an ornament to just stay
still so perfectly. There was like six of them in a line. I
look at the kids and it's just me and then we have no pets,
we have nothing, just us, so they just don't think anything. Ever,
they pick it up, put it back on. In my head,
I'm like, no, that's weird. We leave for the day. I
used to work really close to my sister's house, maybe like a five minute
drive, so I used to go home for lunch sometimes, and that day
I decided to go home and they were there again. There was just a
straight line six ornaments, and I, again I just picked them up,
put them all up, and that was the first living room. When you
walk in, that's the first thing I saw because it was the first formal
living room. So I kept going straight to go to like the kitchen.
All of the cupboards and all of the drawers are open. The drawers,
the cabinets, the pantry, everything is just open, and it almost looks
like some of the doors are like rummaged through. So I was like,
oh, my gosh, does somebody break in? Did somebody just did we
get robbed? But everything was still there. There was the door was locked,
the back door was locked, all the windows were closed. So I
was like, okay, whatever, I closed everything again and I just left.
I didn't even end up having lunch. I was like, I'm not
saying here. I left. I went back to work. When we got
out out of work, I went and got the kids from the after school
program or whatever. Came home and again all of the things were open.
There was no more ornaments, but all of the things were open again.
So the kids looked at me freaked out, and I was like, no,
it was just me, like I was looking for something earlier. I
don't want them to be scared of where they sleep because I don't want them
to have that stressed or whatever. They I told them. I was just
everything's fine. So I was making dinner and in the kitchen, like I
said, when you look straight, you can see a little bit of the
living room and then it's like the little breakfast nook and the dining room area
is tucked into this little room. But you can see in there too,
just not too much. It's like a little corner. And my son and
my daughter always liked to play like their like they hide from each other and
they pop up, pop out at each other. They scare each other.
I was making dinner and I remember facing the living room area because I was
watching TV. My daughter was sitting in the living room. I saw a
little figure like standing right in the corner like in the dining room area.
But I thought, my son's gonna try and scare me, so I'm gonna
just play along. So I just kept doing like what I'm doing or whatever.
I went turned around to the scenk, washed my hands, turned back
and he was gone, and I was like, Okay, he just left.
I go to the living room to ask my daughter if if her brother
was just here. She's no, I see him she would have seen him
because of the way that the house is. If he's coming down the hallway,
he's going to pass that living room area, so she's going to see
him. The person my son that I thought was standing there was wearing a
white shirt. I remember seeing that white shirt. And I go to his
room to tell him you couldn't scare me or taunt him or whatever, and
he's like deep in a game with his headphones on and he's wearing a red
shirt. So I'm like, oh, so I just stand there for a
little bit and he's looking at me, and he takes his headphones off,
like thinking dinner was ready or something. He's like, it's dinner ready,
and I was like, no, I just came to tell you that a
little bit longer. And he's like, oh okay, and he just puts
the taphone back on and just goes to whatever he's doing. And I back
around, and I guess I have to look in my face because my daughter's
what happened, and I'm like, nothing, Dinner's gonna be ready, and
she's like okay, and that's it. And so in my head, I'm
like, what happened though? What just happens? So I look over there
when I'm passing it, and there's nothing there. I turn on the light.
There's nothing in that room, so I'm like, okay. I checked
the door to make sure the door at the front doors closed, like nobody
came in. So I was breaked out. I'm still getting chills right now.
So then like the following I don't know if it was maybe like a
month later or something, the kids were away again. They went to their
dad's house, and I went outside to like the little backyard patio area and
my sister has a pool and everything. So I was just like sitting there
wondering what I want to eat. I don't know, scrolling me through my
phone. There's the way that the walls are in the kitchen slash the little
breakfast areas like all just windows. There's one little section where like one window
breaks and the other one starts, but most of that wall is just the
window. So I was sitting with my back towards the windows because I see
the TV a little bit, and I saw somebody through like my far like
peripheral walk past one window and then it breaks and I didn't see them come
back through the other window. And that's impossible the way that's set up.
So I get up really quick, and I remember I saw the same thing
like beside, just like somebody's like arm, but they were wearing a white
shirt, and it just clicked. It went back to that time that somebody
was like standing right there, and I was like, that's exactly what it
was. It was the same white shirt. It was short sleeved, and
I thought, and it was more like a male figure because it just looked
more manly than girly, if that makes sense. But he never made it
the other window. So my first reaction was the kids forgot something, so
they came back to get it. So I go back inside and the door
the front door is locked, like the gate flogged, and there's nobody home.
I'm by myself. So I call my friend again and she luckily was
also like not doing anything. So she comes over this time because she's like,
Okay, this is the second time you told me about something. It
would be cool to like actually be there. And I was like, I
don't know if it's cool, but but I don't be alone sick. So
she does, so she comes over. We're just like watching movies and like
we ordered food. So the food got there, but I always made sure
that I would lock like the front gate to the house, just because sometimes
I do forget to lock the door, so I always make sure that front
gate is locked. So after we got the food delivered, they left,
I locked the gate, came back inside, and I remember locking that door
because I remember like almost hurting myself trying to lock it. We're just sitting
there where everything's off because I have I like to watch everything dark, which
is like candles going I don't know, So everything was off and we were
like halfway through a movie and we had a little bit of the door.
The back door cracked because it was during like the wintertime. So like the
first three candles that were laid out in front of the TV just blew off.
But it's weird because it was only the first three, even though there
was like a whole bunch of them. I was like, oh, like
the wind. So I get up close the door, light those candles back
on, and we just continue watching TV. And then the same three candles
just blew off again. So my friend looked at me and she was like,
what are you doing. She really thought that I could do that for
some reason, and I was like, what are we doing. Let's just
go somewhere, let's leave, and she was like, no, it's find
the science. She's like, just turn them all off. So I'm like,
okay, turn them all off. And I turned one light on,
the hallway light. I don't know. We get distracted or something. We
go to the kitchen and we come back and those first three lights candlelights are
on. So I look at her and I'm like, her name was Alicia,
and I'm like, Alicia, let's go. I don't want to be
here. She really saw it in my face that I was actually scared,
and she's like, okay, let's go. So we ended up going back
to her house instead, and I remember just staying up just talking about it,
and she's there's just no way, there's no possibility. You close the
door. We were just going analyzing the whole thing, and then I started
telling her about the rest of the things, and she was like, what
are you gonna do? What should we do? We started saving in the
house the next day. I was like, that's the only thing I know,
like off the top of my head. So we were doing that,
but the sage is never turned on. For some reason, it was my
first time doing it, and it was her first time doing it, so
we just thought we just didn't know how to light them or if it was
like a special way or something. So it didn't work. So she was
like, let's try like incense instead. I was like, I don't think
that's the same thing, but okay, So we did that thinking it would
do something. Of course I didn't do anything. Then I really started getting
into like stage and like energy and things like that, and I remember I
had a bunch of like books and articles that I was like reading or wanting
to read, and I started really getting into it. But then my sister
thought that it was doing the opposite. If you're gonna acknowledge that they're here,
then they are going to come, and you're just making it worse.
I was like, okay, so I stopped. So I was like,
maybe there's some truth to that. So I was like, okay, I'll
stop. About two months after that, I was like, you know what,
I'm just gonna go. I'm gonna make sure that I could do this
on my own or something like that. I don't know what. I told
her to make her feel better, and we still go. She still lives
there, she's had roommates after us, and they all say things, but
not too much because she gets mad, so we just all share like an
untold store. I do think that something was maybe in there. I never
felt like it was anything negative. I never felt like it was anything that
wanted to harm us or anything. I just think that it was something that
wanted us to know that it was also there. And after that, I
feel like I'm very spiritual now. I'm like, I feel like it's not
a bad thing to be in tune. So if they wanted us to know
that they were there, or to make it known the presence known, I
get it. But I never felt like it was anything bad. So hopefully
it was just somebody that we were just coexisting with. My friend freaked out
after the whole candle thing. She oh my gosh. She was so like,
okay, like I thought you were making this up because she likes scary
stuff like that, and she thought I was just like making it up because
she likes it, and I'm like, girl, no, trust me,
I don't want this to happen to me or to anybody. But I was
always the one that was like that would tell her like, no, you're
crazy like that it can't be and then of course this happens to me,
but she thought it was cool, and she did mention actually that she did
hear like the faucet, so the sink turned on one time, but she
really thought it was me. And then I ended up coming out of like
the other side of the house, like the bathroom or something. So she
was like, oh, okay, never mind, And she never told me
anything until after when we left that day, She's like, yeah, the
other day, I'm like, what I could see it? It's not the
figure wasn't see through. It wasn't like smoky or like silky or nothing.
It was a person. It was like a real thing. I couldn't see
through it. It was there, but I never saw the face. I
always only saw like from the neck, like the chin down, and I
could see that he was wearing a white shirt, and then like the arms
when he passed by the window, I saw his arm and he was wearing
a white shirt. And I tried to google it. I tried to look
up my sister's address and see the history on the house and stuff. But
I did see that her house was built in the early seventies. I was
able to pull that up, but as far as like owner information or owner
history, I wasn't able to find that. My sister she really doesn't want
to believe it because it's because it's her house and she now she's there by
herself, so she really doesn't want to hear those stories. But I don't
know how she's not hearing it or seeing it or everybody else has. The
other roommates that she had before me, my cousin was living there for a
little bit. She would tell me the whole thing. She had my room,
which is interesting, and she saw the steps under the door. I
don't think the kids ever saw it, because I think they would have.
They didn't mention that they thought it was me one time, but they didn't
see the figure, not that I know of, unless they were too scared
to tell me. But and I wouldn't want to bring it up because I
didn't want them to be scared, so I just kept it to myself.
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