In school, in sixth or seventh grade, I was alone at home. My parents went to the village for two weeks. In the evening, at 23:00, I decided to wash in the shower. I get out of the bathroom and see in the room in the darkness somebody sitting on the corks. There is no light in the house because we are saving, but even so I see His silhouette! I look like a human, but my hands are long and thin, and the main thing is that it looks at me! Many people say a person from fear escapes or prepares to defend himself. But no, when something is like a person before you, but not a person, the fear is completely different. I stood without movement, my whole body was paralyzed, my hair started to rise. And he looked at me. in the emphasis. without moving. In the 20 to 40 seconds I probably stood like that. Then my eyes became accustomed to the darkness and I saw that it was a pale umbrella! The thin hand of the creature is his pen, and the eyes are the sluts on which the umbrella closes when it folds. It turned out that the parents arrived at night, brought some things, left an open umbrella in the room so that the man could worship, and went for other things that were left in the car. But damn, I remember those 20-40 seconds as if it was yesterday.