Darkness Paranormal

When I was very young, we had family stay at our house, and I had to sleep in my brothers romm on the bottom bunk of his bunk bed. I woke up around dawn to the site of 3 indians standing right outside of the bed, staring at me. They did not look friendly, and I was so scared I couldn't move. I laid there till the sun came up more and they just dissapeared. For many years, I had convinced myself that it was a bad dream, but several years ago, my Mom, brother, and I were talking about ghosts when my brother admitted to having seen ghosts on several occasions. The last one he described was one morning, just before dawn, he woke to the three indians standing beside his bed. He also said that neighbors and those who lived down the hill (our street was on top of a large hill) would see the indians at night.

wow just wow