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When I was about 15 (I’m 18 now), I took a trip with my Dad from Texas (where I’m from) to Michigan to visit my aunt, uncle and 2 cousins. The night after we got there, my uncle took my dad to a baseball game. So I was at my families house with just me, my aunt and 2 little cousins. At about 9 o’clock that night , I went out into the garage to grab the rest of my bags from my aunts van…
I grabbed my stuff and right before I were to step on the first step leading into the house from the garage I heard knocking on the garage window. I turned and noticed that it was my dad wearing sunglasses….at night…
“Dad?” I said. “What’re you doin? Where’s Uncle Toni?”
~This next part will forever be burned into my memory.~
He didn’t say anything, all he did was put a large smile on his face and then started to point at something behind me.
I turned and looked behind me to notice that he was pointing at the garage door button.
“Oh. You want me to open the garage door?”
My dad nodded, still pointing.
Right before I pressed the button, my finger lingering inches away from the glowing yellow button,
I got this weird feeling in my stomach..a mix of butterflies and fear. Something was telling me not to open that door. “Don’t press that button, Andi. Dont” . That’s what I heard going through my head..
So I went with my gut feeling and didn’t open the door.
I turned and looked at my still smiling dad

“No, dad. I won’t open the garage door”

As soon as I said that, he slammed his fist against the window, and the facial expression of my dad changed. I can’t even explain how mad he looked. (Even behind the sunglasses, I could feel the anger and hatred.)
My dad stopped smiling and dropped his hand.
Him still staring at me, he picked his hand back up and I remember seeing really long nails, and his hand had a gray tone to it.
Staring at him, frozen in place as I watched him drag his long nails across the window making a loud, nails on a chalk board sound.
I ran straight into the house and into the living room where my aunt and 2 cousins were sitting, watching Finding Nemo.
I sat on the couch, staring down at my feet. And I remember my aunt looking at me with a bit of panic asking me if I were okay, and why I looked so white. And I just remember asking her to pray with me, and so she prayed with me and stayed up with me until my dad got home.
That night when they got back, I calmed down enough to explain to all of them what had happened, and the next day we went outside to look at the garage door and you could still see 3 scratch marks going down the window..

I actually even recently called them to wish my aunt a happy birthday about a week ago, and I happened to ask about the scratch marks and my aunt said that they were still there..
When I got back to Texas, I decided to do a little research, and I read that some Demons aren’t strong enough to completely change some parts of their bodies.. mostly it being their voices and eyes. (Somethin like that) Hence why my ‘Dad’ never spoke and why he wore sunglasses.

Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod James: 10/10 Even though there are two other people in this room, cash cab is playing in front of me, I’m listening to music to drown out the cash cab, I still found this scary as hell, I’m really happy.  That doppelganger business is ridiculous.  Thanks for sharing the scares!

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