- My cousin disappeared through a wall -
My cousin who will be referred as "John" to protect his privacy was subject to an extraordinary event that I witnessed.
It's an event that occurred when I was 6 years old and so my cousin was I think 10, it was during the summer holidays, as usual we were at our grandparents house and were playing tag at the first floor of the house during a warm afternoon.
We were rushing from room to room trying to catch one another.
My grandfather was mowing the lawn outside and my grandmother was if I remember well washing the plates in the kitchen downstairs.
It's an event that occurred when I was 6 years old and so my cousin was I think 10, it was during the summer holidays, as usual we were at our grandparents house and were playing tag at the first floor of the house during a warm afternoon.
We were rushing from room to room trying to catch one another.
My grandfather was mowing the lawn outside and my grandmother was if I remember well washing the plates in the kitchen downstairs.
John and I were laughing loudly as the game was very exciting, my cousin was very tall comparing to me and so I had to use all of my energy to try to catch him as I became the hunter.
We kept running from room to room in such a wonderful and peaceful happiness that only children can understand.
Finally we arrived at the guest room for a few seconds before John decided to move to the small corridor that across all the other rooms and ends to my grandma's room.
All the rooms' doors were open as we already were playing for a while. As John was running through the corridor I was trying to follow up, I was just behind him, maybe 50 centimeters were separating us.
When we finally were crossing the entry of our grandma's room I've started to notice that John wasn't slowing down and as the room isn't that big I found it quietly curious nor was he trying to turn to another direction, if he wouldn't stop very quickly he would crash on the wall. While he was running he suddenly turned his head to me to assure I guess, that I wasn't able to touch him.
Finally he arrived just few centimeters away from the wall when I decided to stop to don't crash on the wall with him, but that never happened...
As soon as he was in contact with the wall he kept running in the wall and went through it and the closed window that is in the wall.
His body suddenly stopped half traversed in the wall then black and white colors began to spark all over it as lights would do on a Christmas tree and all around his body multiple bright colors were moving around him and became more bright each moments, then nothing!
John totally disappeared from view as well as the lights!
After a couple of inactive seconds to realized what just happened I tried to find him and so my first reflex was to open the window on the wall he had just disappeared from few seconds ago.
That window was still closed but as the whole prevent episodes didn't make sense at all I thought that I should do anything to find out where he went and if somehow he didn't cashed down somewhere outside on the ground.
As my eyes were looking down I could only see my grandfather standing at the garage's door, he must have had finished his lawn as the tractor was parked in the garage.
He called him from the window and asked if he saw John, and after an instant surprise coming from his face he told me with a light smile on his mouth that he must have been hidden somewhere as he knew that we were playing a lot of 'hide and seek'...
So I thought to myself that I'll have to check the ground floor and ask the same question to my grandmother and she too gave me the same answer...
As we were only children, even if I tried to appear serious and anxious affront of them, my grandparents weren't really concerned as they were living in the countryside where all neighbors are known to the others.
So I decided to keep on doing my investigation myself. I went back to the first floor and started to analyse every single room, the bathrooms and all the best hidden areas that I could know of.
But nothing...
I have been going at every places of the entire house sometime 2 times per room but John was never there.
After a good 20 minutes with tiredness and stress that grown every minute stronger I opened a third time the first floor's bathroom when I saw my cousin reappearing affront of me, squatting on the ground.
Before I could say anything he asked me with a strange look on his face: "What were we playing?"
Well, this is how this story ends, after that day I asked him many times if he could remember what happened that day but it seems that he doesn't remember anything from the day he reappeared to these days nothing came up as well as he never denied the story as it might have happened nor got angry by questioning him about this event, he just seems to don't remember anything between the moment we were playing and the moment he reappeared in the bathroom.
So what happened that day still a mystery because the more I learn about different possibilities the more the questions keep coming in my mind...
No-Mad
I have been going at every places of the entire house sometime 2 times per room but John was never there.
After a good 20 minutes with tiredness and stress that grown every minute stronger I opened a third time the first floor's bathroom when I saw my cousin reappearing affront of me, squatting on the ground.
Before I could say anything he asked me with a strange look on his face: "What were we playing?"
Well, this is how this story ends, after that day I asked him many times if he could remember what happened that day but it seems that he doesn't remember anything from the day he reappeared to these days nothing came up as well as he never denied the story as it might have happened nor got angry by questioning him about this event, he just seems to don't remember anything between the moment we were playing and the moment he reappeared in the bathroom.
So what happened that day still a mystery because the more I learn about different possibilities the more the questions keep coming in my mind...
No-Mad
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