Secrets of the Supernatural: Know Your Teammates



 I believe in the boogieman.
When I was little my parents would tuck me in, shut off the lights and leave the room. Then the darkness would start to move. The boogieman hid under my bed sometimes. I would rather it would have stayed under there. Instead, it would pop its head out and speak. Sometimes it would say my name, other times it would just laugh at me. I would cry until my parents came to save me. But instead of telling me it’s just my imagination, my dad would understand and pray for it to leave.
Somehow his prayers scared the boogieman away. But what is even more amazing is the fact that my dad never negated the fact that I was seeing something scary in my bedroom. As I got older I came to understand that he saw them too when he was a kid. He explained that I was seeing in the spirit realm. He said most children started out being able to see in the spirit, some never stop.