[unfortunatepossum]

When i was 12, my family used to play paintball in our woods. We had a lot of property but right next to the woods was a wheat field.
During a round of Paintball "Hide and Seek" I hid at the base of a tree facing the field. I heard the whistle go off, meaning that the seeking team was coming. I looked around the tree and then back to the field. There was a tall and pale looking man in a bright red sweater standing in the middle of the field facing away from me. Now, the trees were uphill from the field so I could clearly see all around him. If you have ever been in a wheat field you know that if you walk through one there will be a trail of bent wheat until it perks back up. There was no trail around or leading to where this man was standing.
I suddenly knew that if i looked away from this man that something bad was going to happen so i stared at him. I heard no other noises. No bird song, no noise of the paintball game, not even the wind. I just kept staring and he never moved.
After what felt like forever i saw his head begin to turn and i felt like i couldnt breath when suddenly a hand fell on my shoulder and my head snapped to see who or what it was. I was my father, apparently the game had be over for 15 minutes and no one could find me. "didnt you hear us calling?" he asked. I didnt answer, I turned back looking for the man in red.
He was gone. There was only a small area in the middle of the field where it looked like someone had been standing.
It never happened again but to this day when i see a flash of red in the woods during the day or a pale hand disappear behind a tree at night i never turn my back on it.