To all the witches, pagans, and celestial buddies of Tumblr, is there a way I can help my childhood shadow friend to come back?
When I was a really, really young child (like 3-5), I was afraid of what lurked in the dark. It always felt like there was something or someone there watching me. And every time I told my parents they’d simply ask if I wanted them to come and pat my back until I fell asleep. Being the tiny kid I was, I agreed thinking that the being wouldn’t bother me if they were there.
Well, then one night, I woke up because of this really nasty storm. We’re talking like sheets of rain at an angle, pelting my windows, the nearby trees banging on the glass. And little ol’ me was terrified. Why? Because what scared us more than the dark was sudden loud noises. And back then, I didn’t know you could count to see how far away the storm was. So I’m shaking like a leaf, with my favorite toy clutched to my chest and the blankets all wrapped around me, and there was this rapid flash of (seemingly) multiple lightning bolts. And I saw ... something? Someone? It? Them? I saw a mass of shadow near one of my far windows, and I have no clue how I knew this, but I just do so go with me here, but they were looking between me and the storm out the window. They seemed ... conflicted somehow. I’ve always been really empathic, so much so that my mom would often be surprised if she took me into work because sometimes I’d just go up to random coworkers of hers and just hug them. And of course they’d laugh and ask me “Aww, what was that for?” in a joking kind of manner, and me being the little ignorant empathetic child I was would reply honestly “You needed a hug.” They’d usually either flush and start laughing awkwardly like they didnt know what I meant, but a couple times they’d just freeze and stare at me. And then they’d break down and crouch down to my level and really hug me, sometimes even starting to cry. It always would make my mom concerned because she always thought that they were perfectly alright but then they’d confess that they were either having a rough time or that a family member that they cherished had either passed or was in a situation and they were so eternally grateful that they got a hug because they actually really needed it. But back to the main story. So they were looking between me and the storm when suddenly the thunder came. It was so loud and seemingly so close, not only did I feel it in the very marrow of my bones but I thought the windows were going to burst from how much they shook. And so I, I guess you could call it something of a mix between a whimper, a cry and a shriek, and I hid under the blankets. I screwed my eyes real tight and just held my little toy like it was a life line. And then the strangest thing happened. I felt someone, or rather a hand, gently patting my back through the blankets. And I started to relax and it started to get a bit quieter. And I was able to fall asleep.
From then on, any time it was storming really bad, I’d catch a glimpse of a pair of eyes, just like the ones from back then. But lately, I haven’t seen them. And I was wondering if there was a way to check in on them since they helped me so much.
I had a friendly shadow who helped me feel safer and helped me get over my fear of the dark. I haven’t seen or felt their pressence in a while and I was wondering if there was a way I could check up on them.
Any advice you can give would be greatly appreciated.
