This happened when I was very young. Between 1st and 8th grade. I'd guess around 3rd grade. I grew up in a trailer with my Mom and older brother. This day I had ridden the bus to school by myself. I believe my brother was sick, so he had stayed home. At the same time it could have been around the time that he was molested by one of the older kids in the neighborhood, which I didn't find out about until well into adulthood. But I had walked to the trailer from the bus stop to find the house empty. Confused, I dropped my backpack in my room and went to sit in the living room in our big rocking chair. I remember looking out the front window, wondering where my mom and brother were, when I happened to glance at the big mirror on the wall across the room. What I saw was myself sitting in the chair, and the shadow of a tall, slender man on the wall behind my chair. I turned towards the wall behind me and caught a glimpse of the shadow man slinking down the wall behind the chair. In an instant I was running out the front door and acrost the street to the neighbors where I found my mom and brother.