Hey Everyone,
I have been lurking in this group for a while now and decided to share one of my experiences from when I was a child. The story is a bit short but I hope someone can enjoy/ relate to it.
It was 1995 and I was about 3 years old. My family lived in a neighborhood in the town of Central Islip in Long Island NY. We lived in a 2 story house where I had a room on the first floor across from my parents room. My sister had a room upstairs which isn't relevant to this particular story but may be in future posts.
Anyway, I always had a long recurring (probable) hallucination where a black leather gloved hand would reach up from between my bed and the wall and start waving, almost motioning for me to grab it. I would always panic and run to my parents room to get to safety.
The creepy part about this is that I also vaguely remember this happening in the crib I had in the same room from before I had a bed (0-1.5ish years). It's weird because I have no way of knowing if I actually experienced this or if it was just me being freaked out and dreaming about when I was young enough to be in a crib.
Anyway has anyone else ever experienced this? I'm leaning more towards overactive childhood imagination but who knows.