A teen described his encounters with 'The Paleman,' a 'Slenderman-like' being that he experienced while growing up. Was the entity the result of other factors?
The following account was forwarded to me:
"I will start off by saying this is going to be a long post. My apologies. I will also state that if I'm posting this in the wrong sub, please tell me where this would be more acceptable to post. This is the story of an encounter that lasted off and on for almost a decade. Me and 'The Paleman.'
This started around when I was 13 years old. It's worth mentioning that I didn't have a very good home life but I also wasn't very aware of this fact. I suspected that maybe families were sometimes just like that. Houses were always this messy and decrepit. Parents were always either insanely controlling and accusatory or they weren't around at all.
At this point in my life, I would have to take a bus to school. I would wake up very early to catch it, and it was almost always still dark outside when I walked to the bus stop. In the corner of my eye there he would be, in my yard. The tall gangly figure. He was maybe 7 feet tall. Papery white skin. Long arms. Spindly and long fingers. Humanoid-shaped body that was very very thin and bony, and he had no face to speak of. He gave me a very deep sense of dread whenever I caught a glimpse of him. But oddly enough, He would just stand at the end of the yard. when I would try to look at him, he'd vanish. I thought maybe it was just my imagination.
As time went on he would appear in different places. When we moved, he would be at our new house. I figured I brought him there. Sometimes at night, when everyone was asleep and the house was dark, in the pitch-black living room I could swear I saw him, standing in the middle of the room, or sitting on the couch. I avoided passing the living room at night altogether, because of him. I was terrified of his presence. When I realized he probably wasn't going anywhere, I decided I should name him. I had an issue with personalizing things growing up. I would give objects names and personalities. It prevented me from wanting to throw things away and I still sometimes struggle with this. But in this instance, naming him was what I was using to be less scared of him. I named him 'The Paleman.'
As my mental health declined, and the emotional abuse I was facing became more apparent and rampant, he became bold, it seemed. Sometimes when I would be in the shower I would swear I could see him on the other side of the curtain. I would see it slowly move as if he were poking it. I would press my back against the wall of the shower and watch him, slowly scratch at the curtain. He never tried to open it. He never made noises. I could just see his familiar tall shadow from behind the curtain. He scared me, but I felt confident telling myself he wasn't dangerous.
One of the houses he followed us to had a long, poorly lit hallway, so any time of day, if my door was open I would see him walk past, quietly and quickly in the dark. It almost became comforting to have him there. My mother was rarely home, and my brothers didn't seem to notice him. It's like he was there to check up on me. I started to whisper into the dark living room at night; "Good Night, Paleman." And I would see him slowly wave from the couch.
Fast forward to now. I live with my girlfriend. I started seeing a therapist. Though, I haven't mentioned Paleman, when I started taking medication and addressing issues and old trauma, he started to show up less and less. The last I saw of him, he was in the living room. Standing. He was too tall for the room so his head was a little bent forward. I waved at him. He waved back at me. I said to him "Good night, Paleman. Thank you." He bowed his head a bit. I walked to my bed. He stayed there. In the morning, as always he was not there, but then the following nights he also hadn't shown. I was a bit sad to have him leave, but I'm sure it's for the better. I like to think he moved on to better things. I know I sure did." A
NOTE: Was 'The Paleman' a mind-manifested entity or thoughtform, generated as the result of trauma or family dysfunction? Lon
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