This story takes place in grade 6 at roughly 3 am on a school night. I was laying in my bunkbed even though I am an only child. This was in a townhouse I moved to that year, My room was small and carpetted but once again the closet was at the end of my bed. It took up half a wall and it had white sliding doors and this night I decidied to keep it open while I slept. Just as I put my Ipod down to sleep which was in arms reach on the ground as I was intending on sleeping on the bottom bunk. I remember staring at the top bunk when out of what feels like nowhere I get a sudden rush, my heart was beating in my ears and I felt stressed, It was adrenaline. I grew to learn that the sudden adrenaline is my body's reaction to something that isn't human being around me, I was sensitive to it's presence. as crazy as that sounds, it's actually pretty common. This night was my first instance of when it started, almost out of instinct I look ahead at my closet, there I see it pearched on the top shelf. It was a face and hands, the face was distorted with scarred over skin on its eyes like it was mauled or burnt and pulled over the eyes. The hands were long, boney and sharp. Almost as if on cue just as I made "eye contact" it started to climb down the closet and that's when I noticed it was only half of a person. It had no longs and I could see the cut off point in the naked body. The body from what I remember was rotten, skinny and off in colour, Sure it was dark in my room but just by the colour contrast I knew it was a sicky colour. The way it lowered it's self was completely vertical, no gravity was involved here. I started to panic as I could see this thing clear as day unlike my rather still clothes that was somewhat blurred because of the dark. I remember throwing myself out of bed, grabbing my phone frantically as I struggle to get through the password and turn on the flashlight, shining it on the bed. My legs were still in bed while my torso was out of bed and against the carpeted ground. I remember I could hear my heartbeat in my ears as I tried to calm myself since I must have scared it off with the flashlight from my ipod. Slowly, I sneak back into bed. Too afraid to get out of bed to shut the stupid closet I just stared at in from under my blankets. There it was again, watching me as I slowly fall asleep from the sudden calmness I felt after the rush that was Adrenaline. I hadn't seen it again for a few years after, however a lot of things moved in my room after that which I believe was him.

List of things:

- My drawers would open randomly whether I was staring at them or not. I often found them opened and back when musically was a thing I had a musically where I stopped mid dance because the drawer open.

- I once heard the loud crash of glass and I had thought it was my lamp. When I opened the light, My lamp was intact and hadn't moved. I told my parents and they said they didn't hear anything.

- the sound of sliding and scratching can be heard sometimes, I believe it was him moving around cause I would hear it when everyone (including my only pet, my dog) was downstairs.

- doors would open randomly.

Overall, out of all the ghosts I have in these upcoming stories Him and one other were by far the most malicious.