The Silver Man

All that had gone on in the past were not in my thoughts as we drove along the side of the forest that fateful night. This was a normal happy drive, something that had become usual for us as a family.

As I headed for a small but steep incline topped with a dangerous right hand bend, that effectively ends the straight road, my attention was quickly drawn to my right side. All in a split second I managed to register a large glowing figure, in a classical running posture, moving extremley fast, possibly between 50-70mph. The figure which presented as a negative would in photography, ran in an arc along a small clearing in a wood. It was well over six feet in height and appeared to have a substantial bulk.

As it ran in the opposite direction from the vehicle it had its head turned back towards us and appeared to be scowling. Its demeanour indicated that we had annoyed or disturbed it in some way. Its features were basically dark patches but appeared to be representative of facial characteristics, how else could it scowl!

I negotiated the dangerous corner in silence, my heart confirming what had just happened, my mind insisting that it could be possibly not be.

The now totally silent vehicle came alive when my wife asked me in a disbelieving way, "You did see that didn't you?" I replied, "See what?" At this the children, as one, excitedly began shouting, "You saw the silver man daddy!!" These quotes are the exact words spoken at the time. I know this because I have the entire incident engraved in my mind as it unfolded. I must stress that the being, entity or elemental was not silver in colour, although it could certainly appear that way to children.

For two days I attended to my ward duties, aloof and in silence. In retrospect I was suffering a type of after shock, my rationale in disarray. I now recognise this state of mind in witnesses of strange and inexplicable phenomena. My intellect and reasoning could not and would not accept the surreal imagery of the situation. Although I attended to my work the events of that night haunted my every thought. I endured this period assuring myself again and again, that these things do not happen, this type of being does not exist, I must have dreamed it and so fourth.

In reality I knew that what we witnessed that evening was REAL.

This begrudged acknowledgement certainly had the effect of turning my cosy little world and my long held beliefs on their head. If another had come to me with this weird tale I would have probably thought they were unstable, therefore I determined to push the incident to the back of my mind, say nothing and get on with the business of career and family. It is only within the last year I have spoken openly about our encounter. I hope to someday meet someone who has had a similar experience. This I believe would give substance to a waif phantom that has followed our every waking day since that night in 1988.

David Colman
Bathgate

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