Location: Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
The following report was sent into our website by Jeffrey on Oct 24, 2012:
“So, long story short, I had upset a girl I had “fallen” for so badly that she never wanted me to speak to her ever again. I am the type of person who always tries their best until nothing else can be done. Sadly, this was the time. I just completely broke down in tears that night. I felt hopeless for the first time in my life. I just couldn’t fathom the idea of a friend completely blocking me from their life. As I was somewhat done crying, lying flat on my stomach on my bed, I slowly looked up at the side of my bed. Suddenly, it seemed like my glasses started to fog up. I was like “how is this possible”? It’s winter outside and my room was at a steady normal temperature. Once the “fog” cleared up I saw a figure standing right in front of me. This figure was around 6 ft tall and was completely made of mist or vapour. I wasn’t scared, I was just dumb-founded at that moment.
Apparently, my father, who left when I was 3 years old, was around 6 ft tall. My mom told me it could’ve been him if he had died. I am still trying to figure out what that entity was.”
