The Man in White
In our house, several people—myself included—had seen or felt a presence that we affectionately dubbed “the man in white”. One day, my brother was cooking with his girlfriend in the kitchen. From the periphery, he saw a white figure pass in front of the kitchen door, as if walking through the hallway.
I was in my room, and he asked me if I had passed through there. I hadn’t. A maid had been cleaning the bathroom, and she felt something was looking at her from the bathroom door. She told my mom about it because it really affected her.
Then, a different maid was walking through the hallway on her way to clean the bathroom that was on the way to my room. When she got to the bathroom, the door was open, and she saw a figure standing in front of the toilet. She assumed I was peeing with the door open and quickly turned away.
She continued on to the bedrooms to tidy them up. I was in my room. So, when she got to it and saw me, she turned around to the bathroom to check if there was someone there. She screamed and sat on my bed pale and with goosebumps when she noticed the person wasn’t there anymore.
While brushing my teeth in that same bathroom, I saw a shadow pass through the hallway. On another occasion, my mother’s sneakers fell to the floor from on top of the washing machine when it wasn’t turned on.
My mother even brought an uncle of hers who was a priest to cleanse the house. That was before the second maid and I saw the figure.
Luckily, “the man in white” was pretty chill and became a recurring joke at our house. If the dogs were looking fixedly at the hall, I would lose my socks, or someone would feel a presence somehow, we all attributed it to “the man in white”. Story credit: Reddit / MarieCuriesDog