THE HAT MAN -PEOPLE WITNESS AND STORIES

You are wrong there is no god. There is only grossmann he has killed all humans being and he will get everyone else. He will be the last mann standing

I too had an experience with this evil entity just recently. I have been looking into alien info as of late and stumbled across the documentary called “the nightmare” that deals strongly with the hatman. I recommend it if your looking for more info on this. well that was at least four months ago when i saw it, and three nights ago I experienced it first hand. I never thought anything like that would really happen, but I tell you; it felt so real it couldn’t just be my mind playing tricks on me. I recently moved into a new dwelling with my friend and we have been having a couple issues getting along lately. It was a particularly rough night for us so i went to bed early. ive also been stressing about some other things i dont feel good about. So im having trouble sleeping lately and its early in the am. probably three im guessing, and there’s a knock on the bedroom door. Im startled and say “who is it” or “come in” when the door slowly opens and a man with a hat and black face steps through. I can tell by his nature that he is trying to frighten me and he says “hi” and then my name, as he stands at the foot of the bed. At this point im kinda freaking out. he starts walking closer to the side of my bed and i can tell he is enjoying my fear, he looks like he has something in his hand is going to assault me when i say “who the F are you man?” I kind of sit up to grab at him when he disappears and I awake from this is sleep spell. It felt as though I was awake but I was in some kind of light sleep. Its the scariest thing to ever happen to me and I’m trying to figure out how to pray or be positive so this doesn’t happen again. I’m afraid to sleep now, and have to find a way to beat this. ?

it’s funny because ive seen him while i was at my grandparents house on the computer. (i was 6) and i seen him in between the bathroom and laundry room doors. my aunty even seen him in the middle of her and her parents room. we were both wide awake. he doesn’t only come when your sleeping. and apparently he is a warning sign that something bad will happen to you or a loved one

This is exactly what happened to me. The Hat Man was a recurring nightmare I had as a kid, and I would be woken up at the top of the stairs by my mum because I was screaming trying to alert her, just like I was in my dream. I had this “dream” over and over until eventually when I was 10, I turned and walked towards it instead of running away. And I went through it and it was gone. And I never had the “dream” again. I honestly thought this was individual to me. I called him the detective because of his trench coat and hat. Cannot believe others have had this too.

@Witness
Halos aren’t actually in The Bible. They were only used for artistic representation, to make it easier for medieval artists to clearly show which character in an artwork was an angel, so they wouldn’t get mixed up with the regular people. This is extremely common knowledge.
Even if angels did have halos, then a fallen angel would have no halo at all, as it would have been taken from them. Furthermore, halos in traditional art were not metal rings, but rather orbs of light surrounding an angel’s head, which looks nothing like a hat, and if their light was taken from them, would be taken away by default, as halos are nothing but light.

I’m sorry, but your logic is very poor, and does not check out in any way, shape, or form. Please go back to Bible school.

My daughter experienced the “Hat Man” when she was about 11. Several times she ran out of her room screaming because she woke up with him staring at her while she was in bed. Our house was haunted but not by anything sinister, that I knew of. But this scared me. We finally went into her room and told whatever it was to leave, this was our house and it needed to go. She never saw him again. To see so many people experience the same thing really gives you pause.

@Melissa Much of the language of the bible is misinterpreted. Halos are real, but not as illustrated artistically. Halos are also called auras and indicated the subtle energy field moving around living beings. Many people can actually see the energy field. Some can see colors in the energy. 

I had a latent memory of a shadow figure all my life. I have questioned who he is, thinking it a demon. Several members of our family are aware of him. My son named him Helper. He would only leave temporarily and this puzzled me because I made clear commands to leave with no harm and not to come back. He even harmed my sisters. Definitely came with anger and there were anger issues in my family. I finally understand this figure now and we are sending him love and thanking him for the lessons we were able to learn from him. We release him of karma for his actions and are bringing him back, a soul retrieval, into the light. Since I have learned this, he has been calm. The darkness is lifting.

He is the law on this earth he will do anything he wishes. He made the stars he moves stars he’s made of matter.

The first time I saw the Hat Man I was the 7 years old I have seen him off and on for 19 years all he dose is point at me and tip his hat I still don’t know y he follows me and what he wants but the hat man is real.

ive been seeing this m an throughtout my entire life im really frightend that this thing can hurt me I haven’t tiold my family about this expireience but im pretty sure its ging to hurt me sooner or later im really scared because it keeps getting closer and closer every single day I don’t konow what to do I need help……someone please help me…..

I have a meeting with this thing in early oct. I have been wondering why i have been chosen for this and with my lifes history ,it has made me an angry oldman, and i have alot of pent up adrenulin waiting to come out. My nephew has had several runnins with this man and he has now beens seen with a dog. Ted eyes shaped like a rotwieler with a spear shaped tail.

The hatman is at my house now been here I kno couple months. He green in most cases. I just read that someone else thinks he could be a fallen angel. Halo is disguised by his hat. He makes idols of his self all around the house to jump on from room to room to room and so forth and so on till he covered the globe. Ther us always an eye watching u. Ancients called him Horace or Cirrus, Uncle of Ra. Check out history. Think about it. And he wears a hat. Ouroboros like entity as well.. All present with the hat man. Serpentine in nature

They say when the Hat Man visits you,there is aggression in a house hold and that some thing bad is going to happen. When this happened to me aged 9 ,my dad was hurting my mum and abusing my sister.I had night mares every day for 9 years.When we moved house, they stopped.I did not know other growing up that other people had seen the same thing.I know now that it was real.He stood in my bedroom door way.H had a trench coat and a hat with a rim around it.I could not see his face and in was gone in a split second.Iuse to wake my sister up and get in to her bed.I was a little girl and i told my sister about.I cant beleave that other people see it to.WEIRD.

This is just crazy. I had no idea until today that anyone else has had this experience. I saw his when I was 14 or 15 years old (’86 or ’87). I was asleep in the family room on the couch in the middle of the night. I was aroused from sleep because I thought I heard someone say my name. I was really tired and thought it was someone in the family so I ignored it and went back to sleep. A few seconds (minutes?) Later I heard my name again. Irritated, I opened my eyes and looked across the room. There were two chairs sitting along the opposite wall and two dark shadow-type people sitting in them. I remember thinking that the reason I couldn’t see them clearly was because I must have “sleep” in my eyes. I kept rubbing my eyes to get them to focus. I wasn’t scared at this point because I though it was my parents or something. At this point, the 2 figures stood up and started walking slowly toward me. (I am still rubbing my eyes and actually holding my eyelids open, because I thought maybe my eyes were semi-closed and I was seeing my eyelashes or something). One of them was a tall man who wore a trench coat and what I called a top hat. The other was short and round, and seemed to be a woman. Just as the tall man made a move to reach down toward my face, I realized this was not what I thought it was and I was struck with fear. I pulled the blanket over my face, every muscle in my body tightened. I tried to call out for my mom, but my voice was so shakey, I could barely get about a whisper. I stayed like that for hours until the sun peeked through the basement window and I mustered up the courage to run up the stairs to my mother’s room. My whole body was sore for a week after that. I consider myself agnostic, and am very scientifically minded, but this experience has always given me conflict. I know I heard/saw what I did. I was awake and moving. Not until I watched the nightmare documentary today on Netflix did I ever think anyone else had seen this. I did a Google search, and here I am. Creeper the heck out.

I too have seen this entity, I first saw him 9 years ago standing in the doorway I woke my husband up and asked to check the house everything was locked! I’ve seen him over the years it’s been a while since I’ve seen him! I wonder about ppl like us why do we see him are we damned, or were being marked, or what….. This entity is real trust me!

Leina (21) girl 
I’m not sure if anyone is still posting to this blog…. 
But I’ve seen the hat man while I was just standing in the mirror in my room about to kill myself by taking a large amount of pills. I looked in the mirror , looked at the pills , looked back into the mirror and saw the hat man in my door way watching me . I turned around quickly and he disappeared right in front of my eyes. 
I’m 21 now, this happened when I was 14 (very depressed very suicidal) and I only seen him once that one time but I never did any research about it until I was about 18/19 and found a picture on google of the exact same man I saw. 
I remember it so vividly . 
He was standing there behind me watching me . In broad daylight , and he was a black shadow hat man in my door way. 
No one was home when this happened …. I was alone. 
But I am Christian , and I think the reason why he never visited me again was that I ended up getting help for my depression and stopped feeling suicidal and I prayed all the time and built a relationship with God.

Insane. One of my earliest memories are of seeing a strikingly similar figure in the corner of my bedroom as I tried to sleep. He would just stand there watching me with red eyes, and smoking. I could see the cherry, smoke and all.

OMG! I thought I may not have seen the same being until I read your comment.the first time I saw him I was around 9 or 10 years old. It was in the corridor at my school one morning. He appeared as if from out of a portal that was swirling clock wise. He didn’t appear all at once rather piece (of clothing) by piece, starting with his black leather shining shoes. Then his pants and gloves, in one he held a lit cigarette, in the other a walking stick. The glove holding the cigarette moved to where the mouth had not yet appeared and smoke was exhaled as though someone were smoking. His coat and then finally his hat. It wasn’t as though I was terrified like so many other people’s accounts but more curious and amazed. I walked around the portal which was almost 2 dimensional because it was flat when seen from the side although it looked 3 dimensional from the front. I could see through it to the clothing appearing from thin air? It was almost as if the portal was not a portal at all? Yet there was this figure becoming right before my eyes. It was silent. It had flecks of purple through its swirls. When I looked from behind I saw his coat tails. Like they wore to great balls. Once he was fully formed, I don’t know how long it took but it seemed like a fair amount of time, his appearance was not immediate. I stood before this man and looked at him with a clear head. He seemed almost as perplexed as I was. I suspect on account of my lack of fear. He opened his mouth and spoke although I could not understand his words. His voice was deeper than any I’ve ever heard still to this day. I did not run instead I walked away from him. Through to my classroom and then outside to the courtyard. I figured I’d be safer outdoors. He followed me but didn’t chase after menor did he come outside. When I went back on he and the portal were gone and didn’t return.

I was shock to see many ppl encounter this demon from hell! He is a demon! He is not your friend, or an angel, or a loved one when you see him pray! My first encounter was 9 years ago. It’s been a while since I seen him! This is a spirit not to be played with I myself USE TO BE scared of it now I rebuke that sucker right out of our home! I also notice the stronger I grew in Christ the less I see him! I also believe he feed off fear and he is a death demon! It seems like he only comes at night! I myself never seen him in the day! My suggestion to all pray and read the bible and be fearless …..

He has been a part of my life ever since the fourth grade, arriving right after a traumatic experience. He always came to me in my dreams, appearing as we all know him. This is how I know he is real, I first saw him in 1988…long before he became an urban legend. 

I have figured out the shadows feed on the energy that comes from our sadness…our fear. They evoke the feeling with their presence, he often did so by giving me nightmares, and then they feed while we linger on the emotion. 

My encounters with him changed my life… and not always for the better.

Gwen, the nightmares are the constant for me. You are right, traumatic experiences and the emotions involved draw the shadows to us.

Reading all of these different stories have helped me understand this thing. I myself havent had any exsperinces yet with the hatman. But both my nephew and my youngest son told me last night of his experiences. As i said before i have a standing appt.with this thing. It is supposed to be coming for my nephew. It dont matter how i know this,what matters is that i am eady when the day comes. I have always stood up for my family,no matter who or what messed with them, i put a stop to it very quickly. These different stories tell me that since i fight for whats nine,then this thing dont want to meet me. I not afraid of anything,especially dying for whats mine
If fear is its energy, then i feel sorry for him already. Cause he will starve around me. I just cant wait till that day. 

My friend is experiencing this now and does not know what to do.The Batman follows her everywhere and now I am seeing him. What do you do?

Straight lined shadow (smudged),no hat,but tall ears like batman’s mask with the pointed ears.
He was standing over a member of my family’s bed.
I was not tired! .
I turned on light and see him move fast behind door.
I don’t believe in anything funky,but I admit,this is a little strange,but I’m sure there is a logical explanation.

My encounter with hatman was different, I didn’t remember the encounter until today it has been a long time I still don’t remember how old I was, I am 13,now almost 14 all I remember is I was a baby we lived with my Mamaw and Papaw, I was the type of baby that slept during the day and stayed up all night, my dad was asleep next to my crib and didn’t wake up while hatman was there, I saw him standing next to my crib with his cane smoking a cigarette, when I saw his red eyes I got scared, but what really scared me was when he started to reach into my crib, when he did I started crying and he vanished as my dad woke up, I haven’t seen him since, now that I remember I’m afraid that he’ll come back to finish what he started, I’m also afraid that the Rake will come after me as well as hatmans minions the shadow people.

Shrek I have a pussy, but I’m not one, I was a little baby when it happened, and I’ve recently seen it, so piss off and go to hell with hatman where you belong

Shrek you’re a fucking pussy, I was a little kid, I’m 14 now, I’m Christian I have fears just like everyone else

I’ve seen him before too. When I was about 8 I had the ability to see ghosts and when I saw this (we were at a hotel) I thought “oh it’s just another one.” When I first saw it at the hotel my family was fighting, anyways the next time I saw him I was at my grandmas with my cousin and we got into an argument then it appeared and made a come here motion with it’s hand, I ran. When my parents were going through there divorce I saw it pretty much every day then after that I didn’t see it until I had a fight with my friend. I have yet to see it since.

what a fag

Shrek has issues. Son, you need a shrink. Go ahead. Call me a pussy. call me whatever. But, have the courtesy to use your real name. Mine is Geogring Joyce. I live in Cressona, PA. Come see me anytime you have something to say. No more afraid of the likes of you tan I am of that dam hatman

Hello Everyone, It is Annyor Again, 

Furthermore, I have a short deal more to type, creating more reason to how we all can be nearly “attacked” by this force, 

Simply put, as I state again, We are Out of Balance with our selves, and Our Connection to the Spirit Godhead, God, Universe, Great Holy Spirit, Spirit Goddess Mother, Jehovah, WHATEVER You Want to CALL the Mask, It is the Same Spirit You NEGLECT. 

Within The Entire Mass of A Mathematical Equation, We Have a Dark Side and A Light Side, A 2+3=5… 

What is Happening, is We Peoples, Have Stuck Our Heads in the Sand, and Neglected “this Other side” not other as in Evil, but as In Our Self, 
We’ve put all our attention to Light And Love, Light And Love, Light And Love, 

and have thus created a TRUE EVIL DARKNESS that is NOTHING more than the SHADOW SIDE of a Wild And Dark, Wild And Dark, Wild And Dark. 

Like the Way Bats and Owls are Noctural, or How Mushrooms Grow in only Dark Moist Circumstances, OR going as Far as to Say that BABIES, FLESH-Temple-Forms, GESTATE IN A MOIST DARK WOMB, 

we are Neglecting the Dark Wild Feminine Side of Our Experience!

Light is Masculaine, which is Why We always called God a MALE!
But the Source-Head is Intangible, and Indistinguishable from Gender, so with that being said, 
Dark is Feminine, 

I can not understand how Female Flesh-Incarnate beings of Earth are Experiencing This Man, You OF ALL of US show us what it is like to truly be feminine, open, wild, free, explorative of our sensitive emotions… 

BUT it MUST BE BECAUSE you too have Lost the Way to yourself as a True Female, 
Dark, Moist, Wet, Gestating, Internal Creativity, 
Crafting Life from the Very Darkness that Birthed Every Man, and other Woman!

It’s TIME TO TAKE BACK YOUR BALANCE PEOPLES!

Stop FEARING your Dark Side, FACE YOUR SHADOW HEAD ON, STUBBORN, and ASSERTIVE, WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT!

“YOU SAY, HEY BOOGYMAN, YOU ARE ME, and I AM YOU, and I LOVE YOU, BY THE POWER OF “God” – for the bibles “Ali” – for the Karans, or “Buddha” for the Buddhists, 
CALL YOUR GODHEAD and ASK FOR FIRM, STANDING, of CONVICTION OF SPIRITUAL POWER AND BALANCE, 

and CLAIM BACK YOUR LOST SIDE OF THE SELF…

and you will never Fear, Nor See Evil Shadow Dark side again! 

I mean Seriously… 

Watch the Movie the Babadook.

It’s Theme is Tremendously Liberating of how Neglecting something that is LEFT GESTATING in the dark, creates, TRUE EVIL, and MAD DARKNESS, waiting to “EAT YOU UP” 

🙂 

Love Ya All. Wish this Helps. 

-Annyor

fucking idiot

To anyone who can help!!! I have lost my hat, i think he took it. If anyone sees the hat man can you see if he has a large yellow hat on? It was my favourite hat and it was in the stable with the horses. Also my horses have gone. come to think of it, i may of been robbed.

Hello, well i haven’t experienced hatman but my friend has she said that she couldn’t realize if it was reality, she told me that he was out side her house just staring at her, i showed her a list of people similar to the hatman once i showed her the hatman she said that was him, she didn’t really get into it really she got kinda scared, well more scared since she woke up scared.

I saw the same thing. but for some weird reason I wasn’t scared. I just stared at him and somehow I knew he was staring at me even though I couldn’t make out the face. he was just there, just standing there watching me.

The first time I saw the hat man was age 5. I woke up and he was standing in my doorway. I was frozen all I could do was close my eyes, but he took up my whole door and he looked like black TV static. I fell back asleep but woke up a giant but I was downstairs on our couch in our TV room with a blanket. He was again in the door way watching me. I immediately turned on the TV and then he was gone.

So I’ve decided to share this… I live in Connecticut and I’m not narrowing it down further due to reasons… Anyways about a year ago I happened to wake up in the middle of the night not sure what time (I wondered if it was around 3 because tahts the Devils hourrrrr but I’m not gonna lie I have no clue as to the time.) so I saw a transparent yet solid floating man in a top hat and trench coat he seemed like a 1800’s Victorian man but he had no other feature not even a face and he seemed to be transparent… He was standing in my doorway behind my poor cat I was terrified and your probably thinking ” probably sleep paralysis” nope I moved very easily so easily I rushed under my coveres (like that’s any protection) but it felt save I was so scared I literally passed out I woke up in the morning still scared. I told my mom and she said tahts so strange because when my brother was younger he saw the same EXACT figure but he was hovering over my then baby brother he was also scared and ran into my parents room… Thinking he was an intruder they rushed into my brothers room… He was gone… He seems to vanish fast .. Any one else have similar experience??

I’m 54 now and telling it now. When I was 8-12 hard to say how old. Well I’m asleep and something made me wake up. And at the end of the bed there was a man standing he was wearing a trench coat and top hat, you could not see his face. I was looking at him but wondering if he knew I was watching him. I was so scared hand clenched to my throat with the covers wraped up holding on to protection. I just closed my eyes and went to sleep. The next day was okay. I have never had him visit me again. and never want him back either. I’m a christian and believe in God.

He came to me with a cane with a diamond top handle and always said don’t be afraid for we are watching but sometimes his eyes would be red or gold so is there two or many and I wasnt afraid so y would he say tht it’s just weird he only appeared three yes I have a longer comment about the experience towards the middle of the page called i deemed him three times or something like that it’s not like he couldn’t do anything he just didn’t like waiting for an answer or something but i never spoke to him he just said don’t be afraid we are watching than I’d wake up moments later never really felt nothing like his presence before his creepy smile didn’t help either

then he appeared again killed the devil and was coming toward me but peacefully and he took the devils power from my dream and said now not even the light of the son/sun can stop me now

since they usually dont talk so much and dont like to be seen why is it that it likes me maybe i may not be human and it senses something well i have seen the whole power of creation and beyond come out of my ring in a dream once so maybe i am God incognito or maybe i am his father or something because my mind i think is closing to submitting to his demands and who knows what will happen if the hat man or hooded man who ever he is has that access to power since he seems to not fear other he is cautious with me at first gains my trust by awakening the power with in me then kills the devil for loyalty like a servant then strengthen my mind and subconsious with fear only to have a white light banish him or atleast get rid of him for now from my dreams he seems to be helping me and i helping him as well he has a massive moredarkness around him from only shape of hat man too assasin with tornado around him to complet widespreading darkness around him so i guess he or she knows something big about me 

This is so cool and scary. I just read a book that has a Man in the hat character. It was called The Darkest Tool. He is a guardian demon and narrates in the first person. Interesting.

I have seen someone running, it was a man in red running by.

don’t know what you all think but I know why I saw him. He’s one of my guardians.

I have posted on here before, I’ve had a recent encounter with the hat man, and the shadow people, they’ve been appearing in different places, as this has happened there have been tragedies such as both of my grandparents falling ill, they’ve been in aand out of the hospital recently do to heart problems. What worries me most is that we are all seeing the same things, loved ones who are now dead then they warp into a completely different shaped type of shadow, then they appear as the hatman. As I’ve been walking around I see these children with pitch black eyes which isn’t abnormal to me, my eyes get like that when somebody gravely upsets me, or in other words pisses me off. But these children have something odd about them….

I was a teen awake I’ve seen single ones in past growing up from 4 what’s it mean when you see multiple hat men when I was a teen I seen ten or more they were running up my stairs and out my windows I’ve been plagued by ghost since I was 4 far as I can remember haven’t had an experience in a few yrs though since I returned from Iraq in fall of 2010 but would like some light on this

I actually have a very terrifying experience with the hat man, he would always come out of my closet and walk around my room,but one night he actually was at my be side. I thought it was my dad at first but then it reached out its hand and touched my throat.His eyes were as black as black could get, and they were glistening. I was very scared , so I started talking to him saying that I was a very kind person and if he wanted my life then he could have it.I felt his had come off of my neck and watched him walk back into my closet. I haven’t seen him sense.

Hi, I’m producing a documentary on this hat man. Would I’ve to see the photo. Email me: hatmandocumentary@outlook.com // how many times have you seen him?

hi my brother was little one time and saw the hat man CRAWLING ON THE CEILING yes you heard me crawling on the ceiling he was like three or four now he is twenty he said he will never forget it and how he knows it is the hat man is because he remembered the image of hat man clearly and saw it online.the thing is that ghosts follow my family its like they want us to do something…….

Bella, would you and your brother be interested in an interview for my film? I’m producing a documentary on this hat man,

I have seen this figure before but he didn’t have a hat and I have been trying to figure out what I saw… He was by my door i didn’t move in my bed I just stared at him and he didn’t move either… He was tall and all black couldn’t see is face at all…I told my stepdad about it and he searched it up and there was a movie about it but I don’t remember what it was… I think it’s so weird but I only seen him once… But I see a lot of other figures to.

I had the Hat Man visit me in my sleep, Iremember he wad standing at the foot of my bed on the rights side of me and just looking at me. He knew I could see him even though my eyes were shut, not sure how long he was there but I wasnt scared at all

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Think what you will, but the guy I saw standing in my bedroom doorway had something like a top hat and a cape or cloak. I can’t help what he was wearing, but that’s what I saw and I find comfort in realizing that I’m definitely not alone in having such an experience.

This is rather creepy, I experienced the silhouette of a man watching me at the foot of my bed in my teens. This was in the 80’s, well before we had the internet to spread urban legends and creepy YouTube stories to ferd into our collective subconscious. 
I’m shocked at how similar all these stories are to mine.
My apparition had an identical silhouette to the illustration at the top of the page, even to the unusually shaped hat.
It just stared until I hid under the covers, although you couldn’t tell it was staring by looking as it was so black that it appeared two dimensional. 
I can remember when I came to leave home to live in my own house I was petrified as I was so scared I couldn’t sleep in the house with my family nearby, how would I cope completely alone.
I didn’t tell anyone as I was ashamed of being scared of unreal things at age 21.
Luckily I never felt fear or struggled to sleep in my new home.
I’m an aetheist with little patience for unscientific explanations, but soon after I left my mum visited a fortune teller.
The woman asked her if there was a forbidding presence in her home and then said she’d guided the spirit of a drowned little boy into the light.
The atmosphere of the house was some much less oppressive afterwards when I visited.
My parents home is a farm from the 1700’s with no pond so I thought it was a silly story, while enjoying the better atmosphere there.
We then got old of an old map from an amateur historian which showed the area un the mid 1800s – there was a pond shown on the farm….
I must confess my blood did run a little cold.
I don’t know if the hat man was related to the atmosphere in the house and the drowned boy but it was all very strange, even to a sceptic like myself.

I have only very recently discovered this “hat man” and the fact that people from all walks of life, all over the world have reported seeing him.

I too had an experience of seeing a dark shadowy shape of a man standing in my bedroom. He was wearing a hat, and what I can only describe as a suit from a very long time ago. The feelings I sensed from him were terrifying. He emanated what I can only describe as purely sinister.

I had no idea that anyone else had experienced this too, until coming across a post about it in a Facebook group that I belong to.

I began looking this phenomena up and that is when I came across your blog.

You can read about my encounter here; http://fatheadandher.blogspot.ca/2013/07/the-man-with-hat.html

I had a similar experience. When I was about eight, I saw the Hat-Man in my doorway. He paused for a bit, facing me, then tipped his hat at me. He then preceded to almost “glide” across my bedroom floor around my bed, and into the wall.

Hello juan, that’s really odd as I started dreaming about him after my friends played with a Ouija board in a cemetery at night. Seems to be a cemetery connection?

Okay so in short, this is going to be a semi-lengthy description of when I myself saw this “man.” First of all, I should probably say how I came across this blog and why. My friend, her fiancee, his family, and I were first watching Mark Plier’s reviews of Five Nights at Freddy’s on youtube since I happen to have the game and play it. After that, we started digging deeper into his horror game reviews and it wasn’t until we watched him play “The Hat Man” that I started to freak out a little. This is all coming from someone who has seen ghosts and experienced spiritual phenomena before, mind you. Basically why I started to get worried is because there is only one account in my life where I was almost “possessed,” or at least I thought I was being possessed because of how close the moment was in how people were “possessed” in the HBO series True Blood. 

Now before I proceed with the actual story-telling, I want to make some points known that relate to what has been mentioned in this blog post that ultimately confirm my suspicion that this was indeed the “Hat Man” that I saw and not someone else, and it terrifies me just thinking back on it. One of the most important points I want to make is that my family happened to be going through a rough time during the time that this phenomena occurred, and it especially involved a spiritual discretion (my Mother fell heavily to believing in the Illuminati). At the time, I was nearing the end of my Junior year of High school and under some serious stress, so it does not surprise me that this “man” came to me and on top of that, I had been experiencing a sort of haunting by a shadow man that would appear to me at night when I was the only one up on the computer (around 2-3am in the morning, again this is NOT unusual considering that 3am is considered a demonic time) and would only appear to me in “shadow-form.” By this I mean that I could only catch him if I looked at the wall in front of me, but adjacent to the computer and behind it. If I looked behind me, however, “he” either wasn’t there or had disappeared at the speed of light or something. Then I would turn back around and continue with whatever work I was doing on the computer, not making much of it and trying to convince myself that I had been “seeing things.” Unfortunately, this could not have been so because the air around me would get stuffy and I could always hear “him” approaching (I am using a male pronoun for the spirit because he liked to take the form of a familiar fictional male character to me from what I could tell by the shadow on the wall whenever I looked at it when he was approaching instead of looking behind me) from behind, and he would leave too quick for me to see him whenever I turned back around. He would not stop this game until I actually went to bed. The spirit did not always stay in my house, though, for he had followed me to the career center I attended once and messed around in the tool-box crib where we kept our tool boxes (I took a machinery course). Other than that, the house was all-in-all somewhat haunted and accepting of demonic spirits, and the place terrified me in general. Thank the Lord we no longer live there, and I also would like to thank Him again for saving me the night that the Hat Man came to me, because it was because of my will to live and prayer to Him during that moment that alone saved me, and of that I am positive.

The only way to survive a spirit like that is usually by sheer will alone, and that will power has to be strong and focused on in order for it to work.

Anyways, time to finally share my story details (I apologize for the long prequel, but I simply had to mention all of those factors before I actually detailed on the story):

It was late at night when I had finally gone to bed and I don’t quite remember the exact date nor day of the week, but it was sometime in the school week and not the weekend. I do not remember if there was anything special about the night other than the fact that I did not dream, which is EXTREMELY rare for me. Instead, I had been abruptly awaken in a sweat and had some kind of adrenaline-spike, breathing hard and scared for some reason. The most horrifying part was that I could NOT move, which absolutely terrified me just as much as the fact that I could see a tall man, dressed in a black trench coat and sharp-rimmed hat just like how everyone has been describing him. Unfortunately, my vision is terrible and I require my glasses if I want to see any facial features from that distance, but of course I had been sleeping so I did not have my glasses to aid me and even if I had, I was completely paralyzed at the time, unable to do anything but think. Not even scream. 

Anyways, so the man’s features were unknown to me and it was pretty blurry, kind of shadowy like people have been saying. However, I could have sworn that he he had long-ish, kind of wet hair that was almost shoulder-length. Here’s where the True Blood possession momen

How do you blow you have gifts? I feel like I could have extra intuition than others do but I’m not sure.

The day I saw the hatman was the day I went to the onocologist with my Mother. The onocologist told my Mother she had stage 4 breast cancer and would likely die. I was distressed while visiting my friends that night I started to have a mini stroke as I was blacking out I was praying to God that I would not faint in front of my friends this is when is when I saw the hatman as I prayed he disappeared.

I was amazed coming across this blog,i have been telling my story for years,i was on my way to church one day like any other sunday. And i crossed a small bridge then looked in the side mirror and that’s when i seen him standing there at the bridge,he actually was leaning on the siderail of bridge and when he turned to look my way i seen the bottom of his trench coat move like blowing in the wind,he was just standing there and as i stared at him in my car mirrors i wasnt scared but amazed,i drive that way every day and have never seen hhim again.

Emotional trauma and a troubled environment certainly seem to attract this phenomenon. Mine was after my parents separation and before that, when there was domestic problems between them

Yes, I started seeing the hat man around the time that I had a near death experience. I had bled out in recovery after a hysterectomy and it was a miracle that I survived. I really shouldn’t have. I had felt like he was here for a reason but nobody else has ever mentioned this before. Why do you think this?

I felt so terrified of ‘the hooded man’ who seemed to follow and appear at random, i feared to even think of him as i felt he knew somehow..and the very act of allowing of him to enter my thoughts would bring him back. I was always paralysed, as he stood towering over me by my bed. Never did i get the impression of face, arms, legs .. he just seemed to ‘float/hover’. 
Then, every now and then, i would also see ‘the man with the broad brimmed hat’ (as i call him). He too would strike terror into my veins. And the same types of things, paralysis, & the feeling i would die, completely encompassed me. The difference .. he also entered my dreams.
I soon came to realise they were one and the same person/being. I felt the broad brimmed hat was a disguise. 
I never felt i could speak of him to anyone, or it would bring him to them too. So i stayed very silent.
Then, one day, my baby cousin spoke to me about him visiting her at night. I was terrified for her! She was maybe 4 or 5 yrs old. 
I soon found out another cousin and aunt had also seen ‘the hooded man’. Been paralysed, terror stricken.
I still refused to mention him much as i still felt he would find me. I especially refused to ever mention him by name. So sat on the memories…for years…wondering.
Some 12 yrs later, i met a man who had him tattooed on his arm, & that fear tumbled over at the very sight of him. I looked at this guy shocked and asked him about the tattoo. He described the exact same guy ! I couldn’t believe he had had the same experiences and now wore him on his arm! When i asked why, his answer, “so i never forget who he is”. 
We kind of fell into a heavy silence when i decided to broach the hat… i said “be careful, do you know he also appears in another form?” His reply “yes. He disguises himself in a broad brimmed hat.” His next statement blew my mind as he said ” that’s when he can enter your dreams”.
He is the only person i have met who has experienced, & knows the same thing i do. 
Now for some context people, i am from an era before the internet, before any stories of him ever did the rounds. 
My first encounters were almost 40 years ago now.
And no, they are not just stories, he is very real.
How do so many people, so many countries, from such a huge time span, that we are aware of only since information and wealth of experience could be shared like this, all see the same man?? It is not fiction. It is not a dream, or trick of the mind. It is not a sleep paralysis symptom. He is real.
My dog waking me by growling, staring at this man hackles raised, whilst i lay paralysed, attests to that.
My little dog who never barked, whom i had ‘never’ heard growl saw him too.
So there is my experience. Take it or leave it. I don’t care. I know what i know. 
A word of advice on the paralysis, you ‘can’ still move, just not your physical body. In your panic try to remember that. And if you scoff at that idea, think, you have seen this guy, you know he is not of this world/realm/whatever, so what makes it such a hard stretch to realise we can still move ourselves without the restriction of body.
It works.
Take care people.

I have seen the hat man one time. I am just now finding out that this is a common entity people have been seeing. About a year ago my boyfriend and a buddy of mine were at my house. My buddy left around 11 or so. The side door next to my room is hard to shut just right. Basically only myself and my family know how to close this door properly. My mom woke me up in the middle of the night screaming that the door was wide open. She was very angry closed the door and went back in her room. I drifted back off to sleep. I woke up shortly after terrified. I felt something was not right. I tried to nudge my boyfriend without making sudden movements but he would not wake up. At the foot of my bed was the hat man. He just stood there staring at me. I stared back at him unable to move or even blink. He may of stood there for a few minutes. He smiled at me and disappeared… but I could not see his face he was only a silhouette. Somehow I knew he smiled at me and I could see it. Kind of hard to explain. After he left my room I had this feeling that he took something from me. I don’t know what it was but the feeling was extremely over whelming. Not physically but he definitely took something from me. I think that the door being open in the middle of the night may have invited him in. I have not seen him since that night.

There was a ton of turmoil in my household. It was due to my older brother being an average teenager, and my parents fighting about it. I remember during my high schools years when home alone during the evenings, I would watch my TV in my room. My door would be open. Sometimes, I’d think I would see shadows at the corner of my eye. Lights would dim for about 2 seconds and go back to normal……sometimes dishes in the dish rack would just shift. I would just try to explain it to myself. “Someone may have grabbed something from the dish rack earlier. Dad installed those dimmers…maybe it wasn’t a good install….maybe the shadows I thought I saw were just the lights dimming from the possibly bad wiring.” I remember one evening, we were all home…..the glass shower door in the restroom just shattered…..the oddest thing. So all these odd little things just happened for a few years. 

It was approx 1993-4…..I was 16 or 17. I was sleeping on my back. For whatever reason, I woke up at around 2am. Right when I opened my eyes, I saw “The Hat Man” standing at the foot of my bed…..the Gaucho Hat with the wide brim, the long black coat and the glowing red eyes. He stood tall and he had his head tipped with his brim shadowing his face. I did see that his face was a skull……although I did not see his full face, I did see the left side of his jaw bone. I had immediately felt a huge weight on my chest when I opened my eyes…..it felt like all the air was taken out of lungs. As this was so unexpected, it was suffocating. I was literally paralyzed. I remember clearly trying to move……..nothing. It didn’t allow me to blink. I remember clearly trying desperately trying kick or just bring my arms up, and there was this weight just pinning me down. At this point, this is all within approx 5 seconds. We were staring directly at each other the entire time. As I start to comprehend what’s going on and begin to realize I was honestly awake and coherent, I start to try to scream, ‘Dad!’……my voice sounded like I was getting chocked. I didn’t feel hands or pressure around my throat…..just the greatest pressure on my chest. As me trying to scream and the inability to bang on my wall (my parent’s room was next to mine), I thought I was beginning to die. This was a type of fear I can’t even describe. It’s as if he uses your eyes as the doorway or window into your soul….and once he locks eyes with you, it paralyzes you. What he never paralyzed was my brain. I was thinking for myself the entire time. As I was already 10 seconds in without a single breath, I began to say “The Our Father” prayer. Immediately, the pressure came off. I remember the air just filling back into my lungs very fast……as this was happening, I had the power to close my eyes and move again. As I very quickly placed the the blanket over my head, the coldest chill…..like a jolt….when right up my spine….like the epitome of “spine-tingling”. I was so frightened. I was massively cold-sweating and shaking. The shaking was from fear that the being was still at the foot of my bed and the sense that there was a drop in temperature in the room. My shirt was covered in sweat. I prayed The Our Father and Hail Mary repeatedly for about an hour….under my blanket. My mind might been playing tricks, but my worst fear was that it was still standing beside me….this time closer. It’s almost like i still felt the bad energy around me, but was protected with prayer. I had decided to take a peek to see if it was there….it was gone. I’ve never seen it again. However, I still feel like that bad energy still follows me to this day. However, I’m very protected in prayer. I don’t think it would be able to surface again. And to this day, I’m still scared to sleep on my back.

I had a visit from the hat man less than a year ago. I woke up suddenly from sleep, as did my dog who was sleeping at the foot of the bed, and we both automatically looked at the bedroom door, which was ajar. The hat man was leaning around the door, peeking in at me and I had an immediate sense of him saying to me, without speaking out loud, that he was just checking to see if I was okay. Then, he left. I felt no fear at all and didn’t sense anything negative from him. I just said back to him mentally, Oh, okay, and then I went back to sleep. My dog did the same thing. So, I don’t understand all the stories about fear and negative emotions and death. My life has actually taken a positive turn since then and, knock on wood, no one in my life, including me, obviously, has died. Anyone else out there had a positive experience?

I’ve been having dreams of the hat man ever since I tried to commit suicide back when I was 19. I am 26 years old now, and I still have dreams with him in it from time to time. The creepy thing is, I always see his face, the blue eyes, but he never wears the fedora top hat. I’m just assuming that he’s the hat man from everyone else’s description of him. He usually wears all black with a tie. He almost always looks like an old man in my dreams with a creepy half smile on his face and he usually never says anything.

I saw two dark shadows recently and one being tall like a woman with spikes in her hair like a Japanese woman wears sticks to hold her hair up. The other was a thin man with a hat on with both hands on his hips confronting the other image and the other image was confronting him with a hand going towards his face like sign language, as if she was an Indian using her one hand towards his chin like she was compromising with him. They were like the blackest silhouettes I’ve ever seen. He would look at my room and back with her constantly. I assumed the other was a woman because of the robe like figure but this figure was taller then the man and seemed to be calm and not peering at me. The man with the hat was standing with both hands on his hips and leaning in far to the other dark silhouette as if he was angry not wanting to compromise. They were not moving lips but more of body language. He looked as if he was wearing a three piece suit but all black standing facing her with his side view to me but it was like a complete black figure which would turn his head to my bedroom peering in but not directly to my eyes. I never in my life looked on a computer for ghosts or black shadows or anything of that nature. I was having signs for three days prior up to my my great niece being killed in a car accident. I was feeling as if my room was cold and the air heavy. I actually felt as if there was a strong being a burst of energy and that this energy was lifting and spinning me until I was drained on the very first night. I had a hand come up beside me in the bed and wiggled its fingers saying la la la la on another night. I’ve tried moving and speaking but couldn’t. I tried so hard to speak that I could hear myself growling, slurring and paralyzed. The following day I had placed some boxes in a plastic storage bag under our stairwell along with Christmas lights. As I placed this bag back on top of the computer box, I heard some childlike voices saying Merry Christmas at least three times. My dog was with me and started barking and scratching at the bag. I emptied the contents and nothing was in the storage bag to make these sounds. The next day I got a call from my Mother that my sisters granddaughter whom was eighteen was killed in a car accident. That night of her death I saw nothing, then the following day is when I saw the shadows. I calked my Mom and she said to get a priest to come and bless the house. I told her that the images were in complete black like we had cut out of construction paper to make silhouettes. I told my Mother that this was something I’ve never encountered and said that I would look on the internet for black shadow people and a man wearing a hat and as soon as I found one I called my Mother and told her that several persons have seen this. A week later I attended the funeral and my niece was buried in her pink scarf that she was wearing during the accident. The following day I headed up towards a bridge and a big crane almost hit my car and I braked to watch it land across the highway. I continued up a bridge and saw a pink scarf in the middle of the road and had a chill come over my body. The same evening I was vacuuming and heard a Big Bang sound and my dogs were barking. I stopped the vacuum just assuming that perhaps something fell upstairs and as I approached the sunroom the duct vent from that floor was up and leaning up against the wall which seemed to be impossible to do. The heater was turned off twenty minutes before I started cleaning. My husband hadn’t seen anything but has heard walking upstairs and our children are grown and moved away. I even got my husband to drive this highway looking for the scarf and we found it against a guardrail. I’ve seen people before whom are dead relatives of mine during childhood and adulthood. That night in bed with the energy being taken felt as if you’re being raped and violated. Been scared ever since. If my husband leaves for work before dark I get up and go downstairs with my dogs. It’s been going on for over two weeks now. Please help and advise. Tina

I saw the man at a young age and the last night I saw him they were on a bridge with different color hats and coats. After that I never saw them again

When i was a child the hat man stood in my closet every night he would terrize me and i would have nightmeres of things so grafic that a child my age should have never known about

At the age of 18, my parents had split and I remained with my father in the family home. One weekend, dad had gone away to stay at a girlfriend’s house and me and my dog Tramp had the house to ourselves. 
Bored, I decided to swap rooms with my dad and spent all Friday evening moving furniture. I slept in my new room to be woken by I don’t know what. I looked at the clock – 3:38am.
The following night I went to bed and was woken, again. The clock displayed 3:38am.
Sunday night I kept Tramp in the room. Again, I awoke and heard the dog growling. I knew what time the clock would say, as I turned. Sure enough: 3:38. I rolled onto my back and saw the blackest shadow at the foot of the bed. It was a man in a trench coat and a wide brimmed hat. His right hand slowly reached towards me, as I pulled the covers over my head. I don’t know how long I stayed there, before peeping over my blankets to see an empty room.

I have been really down when I seen a Man walk through my kitchen area a week ago I didn’t think nothing of it because I thought I was dreaming. Just last night I sleep with my room door opened and I opened my right eye and there he was a vision in my kitchen of a window and a man with a trench coat standing there tilting his hat. I was awake at the time I was not asleep. This morning I advised my niece of what happened & drew a picture of the man I scribbled half of his coat to show her what he looked like and it spelled out Bad Man This has really creep me out. I hope he stays far away from me. I have a lot going on & I really don’t need his vibes

This is not a thing to be messed with. It has been following me since I was three years old. The first time I saw it, I saw it in the mirror in the bathroom. I screamed and cried. My Mother seemed to think it was funny and held the doorknob so I couldn’t get out. It continues to follow and bother me. BTW I can not ever be innthe bathroom with the door closed. EVER. It’s kinda weird when you go to someone’s house and you can’t close the door. The thing that follows me gave the name Baul ( ball). Not something you want to mess with. And to the person that said God can’t help you. God can and does help and protect you. It follows you because you have something important to do for God. That’s my story. I really don’t like to talk about it to much because it gives it more power and also there are alot of non believers.

Lana, Im so sorry you had to go through that. My heart aches for you. Im so glad its intentions back fired and you have utilized your experience in a constructive, Godly way. From the way you speak, i can tell you are a sensitive soul with gifts and desires to heal the world. That is something we have in common, and i believe that is why certain children and people are targeted. I know it is an attempt to decrease our abilities to heal and love. Im so glad you have realized that too. I have only seen him once, at the age of 8. But the strange thing is, i did not fear him, at all, despite my phobia of things like that as a child, i simply ackowledged his presence and turned my head away from him and fell asleep. I wasnt so much scared as i was annoyed. I do not know why i was annoyed to this day. It was as if i knew him and he seemed to almost love me and exude a caring heartache as though i was his daughter and he missed me?. I still find it so amazing that i gathered all that i formation at the age of 8. Im not sure if we are talking about the same hat man, but the reason i asked you is to get an understanding of its true intention. Also, the entity that visited me was a 2 story tall grey old man with a blurry sad frowning face in a trenchcoat and top hat. I felt sorry for him. Have you ever witnessed a specifically grey entity in a top hat and trench coat? Thank you for responding. 

Sue

I was in my room and the time on my clock turned to 3:07 and I tried to go back to sleep but I kept on seeing these black shadows all around my room I tried to go to sleep in my moms room but they kept on flashing around my moms room too so I went and used the bathroom and then I seen this hat on my shower pole anyway the next day I went to my friends for the night and I seen her dog barking at the hallway I thought that she was just barking at the rain or something but then I seen this guy he looked so tall and he tipped a hat at me anyway I went screaming only to find my friend choked but still alive the next year or so I never seen anything again but to this day it still scares me

So I’ve come to this blog knowing my children have seen this hat man when they too were very young… however it is not the reasoning behind me reaching out,telling my story and seeing if anyone has had an expierence with the thing that haunted me when i was four years of age. Also i may want to add that on my mothers side of the family my grandmother,grandfather, and three uncles all have seen this being if you will. I do also want to point out that my mother doesnt remember seeing him or interacting with him nor has my aunt seen him.So at the age of 4 i was visiting my mum who lived with my grandparents.i remember as if it were yesterday. the pj’s i had on the home the diff rooms all so vivid. i awoke to get something to eat . walked into kitchen pull jiffy peanut butter out of cabnet and laid ontable . looked ahead were the door lead to the outside. now this was the only door on the house and it was two steps dwn from kitchen to go out of it and on either side was a wall. from one of these walls out came a being that floated towards me. i was naturally scared could not scream though. i circled around the kitchen table as it followed and then i stopped. this being i can only describe as looking simular to a grim reaper. he was wearing a long black tattered cloak and his hair was long and thin barley there but white as snow. his skin old,wrinkley and appeared as though it were translucent because i could make out what appeared to be a skeletal frame in his hands. he spoke and asked me to take him to my mother . i cried running into the next room where she was asleep in bed and shook her telling her that i was scared and he wanted to talk to her. she opened her eyes and i will never forget how she gasped in horror at the site of him and pick me up and put me behind her on the bed. he then spoke. i remember a sound that came from him and her reply was no…. then i woke up the next day , too terrified to speak of the event i went on as if nothing happened. I still have no idea who or what it is. it has appeared to my gma and gpa and to uncles though to them only as a hand under the garage door when they were younger and tried to pull them under the door and as a golden snake and went up into a ball of smoke. my mother was diagnoised w Schizophrenia about a yr prior to this. im not sure if that is why she doesnt remember. one of my uncles tells a story of when she was pregnant with me that she was living on the haunted side of town and while he and my mother and father were playing cards one night she was lifted up against the wall by something and a rug was levetated and they saw a large black shadow with red eyes. its kinda talked about in the family about the grim reaper thing being a haunting just associated with us but again im not sure. Ive come here to this blog to [pass along my story and see if any can help.

I believe I had an encounter with the Hat Man several years ago (end of summer 2011). I was living in a very hostile environment, and had turned to meditation to bring in the good, and let out the bad (so to speak). A few weeks before I saw the Hat Man, I was meditating in front of the slide & glass door (my normal spot bc it was warm & inviting), and a series of birds slammed into the door, several minutes apart from each other. I felt terrible! I went outside to see if they were ok. Thankfully I didn’t find any bird bodies, but it really shook me up. But I continued meditating, thinking it was just a crazy thing that happened.
After that, was when I saw him. I was sleeping, facing the wall. I remember rolling over and seeing him. He was very tall with a hat, standing maybe 5 feet from where I was lying. I remember him as more of a solid figure, in that I couldn’t see part my dresser that was behind him. I don’t know how I did it, but told myself I was dreaming and rolled back over, facing the wall, and went back to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, I jolted up remembering everything that happened. I knew & still know it wasn’t a dream. 

I’ve never told anyone about this. I’m sure they will think it was all in my head or really was just a dream. I can tell you I haven’t meditated again since. I guess I’ve always been afraid that it was because of me opening myself up like that, that he came. Regardless, its just nice to know I’m not the only one.

Am I the only person who had a positive experience with this being?

A short description of my experience: I was sleeping alone around this time last year, because my husband had a night job, and I woke up suddenly at about 2:00 a.m. My dog woke up, too and both of us looked straight at the bedroom door, which was about halfway open. A shadow man, in a fedora and trench coat, was leaning around the door, looking at me. I felt no fear and I sensed him saying, “Just checking to see if you’re okay.” Then, he disappeared. I simply lay down and went back to sleep. I don’t know why I didn’t freak out. Maybe because I felt nothing bad from him, but actually felt that he was a friend of some kind and that I was grateful that he checked in on me. I have no idea why I would think that. He’s not the first shadow person I’ve seen. I’ve been seeing them since I was a small child, but I have never felt threatened by them. I would like to hear from others who have had a good experience.

No, I would also describe my experience with (what I believe to be) the being as a positive one. Or, well maybe not positive, but more not bad? I think I’m just gonna tell the story to save you the confusion.

It started like with most people, waking up in the middle of the night, opening my eyes and voilà! A man in a dark suit with a hat on his head stared down at me. At first I was startled stiff and all I could do was to stare right back at him. Somehow it all changed as I got a feeling of sadness from him, I don’t remember his face clearly but I do remember thinking about how sad his eyes looked- as if he had to leave and was unsure if he would be able to come back. It was as if he was saying sorry for not being there or something. I wanted to say something “Who are you?” I believe it was but he disappeared before I had the chance. It was all so peculiar. I was ten at the time (nine years ago) and my mother died in cancer (in our home) not long after the encounter. I always thought he was some kind of guardian angel that had to leave me or maybe just a figment of my imagination. There has been times when I have believed that it was all just a dream but after coming across this ‘hat man’ my hope got a new spark to cling to at the same time as a spark of fear has been born inside of me. When so few seem to have had a “positive” experience when confronted with these shadow people I cannot help but wonder over why the ones who have them do. As a child I remember seeing these black blurrs quite often before my meeting with the one I believe to be the hat man. After my meeting with him however I did not see them as often. I remember thinking that they were just a figment of my imagination – even as a child. 

Since then I have told people about my experience with the man at my bedside and believe it or not both my mother and grandmother experienced roughly the same thing. My grandmother with a man she described as most people describe the hat man, trench coat, hat, all black, menacing. She was around 20 at the time she first encountered him and he visited her a few times before suddenly stopping.

My mother on the other hand was visited by a chubby lady dancing into her bedroom one night, which if I remember correctly was not long before my grandfather died.

Now I worry about the fact that the number of shadows suddenly appearing in my field of vision has increased. You see, my grandmother has become sick and with her old age she may not have a long time left to live. If these shadow people come before us (at least both me and my mother) to mark a time of major suffering and hurt I fear for the life of my grandmother.

By the way, I am sorry for any grammatical mistakes or the like. I am writing this late at night and English isn’t my mother tongue.

Hi Gina, your comment resonated with me and I would like to ask you about this further because I too felt a similar feeling. May I ask you a few questions? 

Thanks,
Sue

Very Very positive experience….too long to write about….The man in the Black Cape and Hat, no face was walking next to me when I looked into a store window that I was passing by….but I heard no footsteps….when I turned around, no one was within 500 feet of me….It was very positive though….changed my life….

I’ve got to say that when the hat man appeared to me when I was between 24 and 26 (in the 1980’s), all I felt was a sense of calmness and well-being.

My mom and her cousin saw a ghost car. She lived in the country and she and her cousin were walking from her cousins house to hers. There was a rarely used thin road that had trees on both sides. They saw a car drive through it and when they reached the actual road it went down, the spider webs were all still attached across the road from tree to tree.

I have seen him my whole life I still wonder why he comes not only have I seen him but the father of my kids and his brother and now my children see him they say he only comes to children but that is not true last time I saw him was just last yr in 2014 I was so scared my bf at the time had to calm me down my heart would stop thumping and I was bawling my eyes out in 27 yrs old and I just want to know the truth about him and why he keeps coming last time there was two the hat man and a shadow person never before has that happened shortly after my bf at the time started to see him at his house and he has never experienced anything supernatural before nor did he believe in it I just want to know the truth and y he comes it’s not an omen of death or a breakdown in the family or anything like that next time he comes I think I may get the balls to finally ask I pray he doesn’t but if he does I think I might try

This man terrorized me my whole life. Before the Internet was even remotely close to being in our homes. Your last sentence made me think of a time he dragged my mother out of the bed by her legs. I remember the screams I heard from downstairs and my dad running upstairs. I first saw him when I was 7 or 8 years old. Saw him till I moved out, had followed me around the U.S. In all the places I have been. Things this guy has done to me has scarred me for life.

I implore anyone reading this to take some simple steps in protecting yourself from this dark imposter. Get a bag, any breathable bag will do – do not use a sealed plastic one. Get a handful of white sage, sweetgrass, and a little bit of your own hair – place it in the bag, and then place this bag close to your person when you sleep whether it’s under your pillow, over your bedpost, or resting on a table beside your bed. Some people go out and purchase a leather medicine bag; but this is just for aesthetic purposes and is not necessary.

These entities are bad

So, you’ve had positive experiences, too? I’ve only read a few other posters on other sites who’ve had positive experiences. I think maybe the fear I’m reading about originates from the person, not the Hat Man. And everyone seems to jump to “demon” immediately. Why is everything always a demon on these sites?

It’s best not to make any assumptions.

About 8yrs ago i dreamt a tall man dressed in black with a hat stood at foot of bed,i remember the feeling of pure evil and i was terrified ,couldnt move or scream,i was able to breathe out small breath of air which came out as white light then he disappeared.i met young guy soon after who had seen him when awake and he also had friend with same experience also awake.They thaught it was test to see how much you wanted to live. I doubt that,but at time it felt like i was fighting for my life.have no idea why we see him but it was hands down scariest thing ever,and i really cant imagine how terrible iit would be to see him awake.im now 57,i dont remember what was going on then but ive had alot of trauma in my life.i watched shadow people movie yesterday and decided to have a look online,up until now had no idea so many had this happen.wow

When I was with my ex, and our relationship was coming to an end, I woke up to the hat man just standing in my bedroom doorway. I can remember asking myself if I was dreaming, but I was wide awake. I just looked at him back in disbelief as to what I was seeing. A minute or so passed and he disappeared. I have not seen him since. It makes since though that he appears during times of high stress or trauma. Perhaps praying more often now alleviates any negative energy in my home.

I posted a comment earlier about my encounter with the hat man and that I said that I rather not speak about my second encounter. It really hurts me to post this, but I feel like I should let it out. Mostly because people who I told them about this thought it as BS. Well I am not providing details but that night I was raped by the hatman. Scarest experience ever in my life, I can still hear his laughter in my mind. I really don’t care if you don’t believe me but please don’t post any troll comments.

I’ve been seeing shadow people my entire life, including the Hat Man, and I’ve never had a negative experience. Mostly neutral, some positive. So, I don’t agree that they’re all evil. Maybe they’re like the human race, some good, some bad.

And to also note. Plenty of people have seen the hat man; some from a very young age – and not had any bad experiences, until they have that bad experience. Then they see the real side of it. For you to suggest that your experiences are good, positive – does not account for the vast majority of people that have already had negative ones. Remember, most people only go looking for answers when something bad occurs. For most people that have these experiences without anything negative, they are brushing them off as imagination, a trick of the eyes, or part of a dream – and they are not looking for answers because they really don’t believe in the paranormal. Then you have psychologists and non believing doctors coming forward and giving their opinions about the whole occurrence, supporting the suggestion that it’s all in the mind, dream or fantasy induced. Most that do have occurrences with the hat man , do not come forward – and do not tell anyone in fear of being looked at as crazy.

I believe you 100% he tried that crap with my mother. I’m sorry you had to go through it.

We can definitely agree to disagree. If you do not want to look at all the experiences objectively, and instead want to base those experiences to similarity of your own (subjectively) then that’s your prerogative. I do hope that you never have to go through what many more, including myself, have had to go through. Maybe they like you – its up to you to decide if that’s really a good or bad thing. 

The hat man, and shadow people are different. This is coming from someone that has investigated the paranormal for over 25 years. But don’t take my word for it – this can also be verified with most paranormal investigators who have been in the field for a good deal of time. I will agree with you, to know specifically what they are is impossible – but if there is even a 10:1 ratio , where the experiences are negative over the positive ; the evidence is overwhelmingly in favor – that this is not a positive being, and people reflecting such a being as positive, when many others have been attacked, terrified, raped, hunted, tormented, or violated – is actually subjectively twisted in itself. 

I felt that way from your reply to my original response back to “SS” – commending them for their bravery in sharing the rape experience. You haven’t had any negative experiences, great for you – did you feel that you are going to convince me or “SS” of something otherwise or was that an attempt to diffuse the severity of their experience with your opinions, perhaps to call them wrong or untrue?

I wonder if these shadow people including the hat man have any association with astral projection ???

Having experienced this myself and having previously commented and read other comments; I believe that the following applies: the quantum realm I believed to exist just beyond our perception. Therein, exist other lifeforms, which co exist with us, but because they exist on a different frequency, we neither see or hear them. Humans vibrate and perceive frequencies above 20 cycles per second. Animals have a broader range and therefore detect other things we do not. It has been proven that if a frequency of 17 cycles per second is transmitted to a group of people, they feel, edgy, nervous, sad, a pressure on their chest and begin to see strange shadows etc. External occurances such as weather, pylons, air conditioning, tv signals etc can change the frequency around us. Therefore, increasing our openness to see and feel strange things and open our eyes and ears to whatever exists in the quantum realm. Look it up. I’m currently putting the final touches to my book, hat man of Cooper St and strongly believe that the above is a viable reason for this phenomenon

Margaret, this certainly falls within the theory that you may be perceiving the quantum realm. This is supposedly a waiting room, where spirits wait to travel over to the other side. There may be numerous reasons why you get glimpses and it could be anything from radio waves, pylons or even a new fridge emitting low frequencies.

Colin, thank you for offering an explanation. My mother in law beleived in life after death. Perhaps she has facilitated this link.
I will further my reading in respect of the ‘Quantum Realm’

Hi Micah,
Having seen and heard several phenomenon, including a spate of hat man, this subject has intrigued me for over 30 years. I cannot say that my theories are correct, but that they satisfy my curiosity.
I am an author; copy writer and employed in law enforcement. My background has been in engineering and therefore my thoughts do combine pseudo science, from my thinking and my research.
It all seems to fit with the thinking that there are 4 realms: physical, quantum, astral and ethereal. After reading the definitions of the first 2, I felt that this may be part way to a theory. I have also looked into infrasound, (sounds lower than 20Hz). Which do lead to aspects of weaponry etc.
I may be completely wrong, but in the absence of any other reasoning, this stands as feasible as anything else. Moreover, it satisfies my concerns an answers the question as to why I was kept awake 3 nights running and always saw shadows in a particular room. There must be more to this and whether the shadows are sentient, free thinking beings with a purpose, may never be known. 
A I said, it satisfies me to a degree; it is fascinating and provides a great basis for my series of short stories. 
The following was of interest and made complete sense when put into context with what I had perceived all those years ago and the 4 realms:

Infrasonic 17 Hz tone experiment[edit]
On 31 May 2003, a group of UK researchers held a mass experiment where they exposed some 700 people to music laced with soft 17 Hz sine wavesplayed at a level described as “near the edge of hearing”, produced by an extra-long-stroke subwoofer mounted two-thirds of the way from the end of a seven-meter-long plastic sewer pipe. The experimental concert (entitled Infrasonic) took place in the Purcell Room over the course of two performances, each consisting of four musical pieces. Two of the pieces in each concert had 17 Hz tones played underneath. In the second concert, the pieces that were to carry a 17 Hz undertone were swapped so that test results would not focus on any specific musical piece. The participants were not told which pieces included the low-level 17 Hz near-infrasonic tone. The presence of the tone resulted in a significant number (22%) of respondents reporting anxiety, uneasiness, extreme sorrow, nervous feelings of revulsion or fear, chills down the spine, and feelings of pressure on the chest.[34][35] In presenting the evidence to the British Association for the Advancement of Science, Professor Richard Wiseman said, “These results suggest that low frequency sound can cause people to have unusual experiences even though they cannot consciously detect infrasound. Some scientists have suggested that this level of sound may be present at some allegedly haunted sites and so cause people to have odd sensations that they attribute to a ghost—our findings support these ideas.” 

Keep up the good work.

Regards, Colin

My name is Jessika and i have been seeing the Hat Man since my teen years in the 90’s, when it wasnt even thought of. for some reason my account seems to be a bit different than most, yes he is a shadow man top hat, long coat, red eyes and sucks the life right out of you. i have been told by my tribe that the hat man, this one is specific likes our blood. I believe he is waiting for something from me. i am known to be suicidal and have tried quite a few time, slashing my wrist with brand new razors just to wake up with my wound closed, still hurting and not healed, just closed. This thing has been watching me my entire life. i cant remember a time when i have not seen him. he does not talk to me, just stares at me. from out side of the house and my boyfriend said that he once woke to find him standing over me just watching me sleep. like something about me was curious. i was told that he is a reaper of sorts and he does change shape… odd to the lore i know, but when it goes from a dog to a cat and then a man its just wrong……. at night as a child i would watch a set of glowing red eyes watching me from the doorway, i lived in an abusive household… either he wanted to scare the hell out of me or he was protecting me. i can recall one account when he woke me up just in time to find that someone was out side my window trying to break in. as soon as i called for my dad the hat man was gone. its confusing and my account doesnt seem to match up to some of what others are saying. yes he terrifies me to death with just being there. sucks the life right out of me. but at the same time he just seems to have grown fond of me and my misery. i dont understand why he would wake me up when the intruder could have killed me and the hat man would have had the soul that he so wishes to have.

My encounter with Hat Man is burned into my memory. The creepy part is I don’t even remember what happened exactly. 

When I was 11, We lived way out of the city, only a couple houses on our street. Very rural area. I woke up at 2-3am during a thunderstorm, was lying on my back facing my bedroom door. The oven light in the kitchen was on as always, and there he was backlit by it, standing there in the doorway. All I remember is pure darkness, no features at all. Just… blackness. and the fedora, and trenchcoat. It/he was completely still and silent too, just standing there. 

I remember almost immediately pulling my blanket over my head and screaming for my parents who were down the hall, but they never came. The thing is, I don’t remember what happened after that. Next thing I remember is waking up in the morning and explaining this to my parents, being told it was just a bad dream. That’s kind of unnerving.

Years later I googled it and found that tons of people had seen the same thing. Pretty relieving in a way, but still none of us have answers to what this thing is or what it does. Doubt we ever will, either.

About a year ago, my friends (we’ll call them Josh and Danielle) told me about their encounter with this “Hatman.” We had been watching paranormal TV shows and talking about our own experiences with ghosts, shadow people, etc… Well, Danielle turned to me and asked if I want to hear about something extremely creepy, so naturally I said hell yeah! But I had no idea how disturbing and bone chilling her story was actually going to be…

It was about two years ago. Josh was resting in bed before getting up to go to work and Danielle was doing laundry. Normally, Josh was up and about, either helping Danielle around the house or spending time with their three kids before he went to work, but that day he wasn’t feeling well, so he decided to take a nap. Danielle was a little worried, but just shrugged it off, grabbed the laundry basket, and headed for the patio where their washer and dryer was located. She walked down the hall and barely passed the archway leading to the living room when out of the corner of her eye, she saw a tall, dark figure standing in the corner between the hall and their kitchen. She said she didn’t scream, but gasped and dropped the laundry basket from being startled. The figure seemed to stare at her, she said, not disappearing like you would think an apparition would. She closed her eyes for a few seconds, then opened them. The figure was still there. Closed her eyes again, opened them, and the figure was STILL there, but this time, leaned in toward her, looming over her. She closed her eyes one more time, opened them, and it was gone. She described the figure being very tall, almost to the ceiling, wearing what looked like a long black coat, and a brimmed hat. 

Now if that isn’t creepy enough, what happened next will send chills down your spine like it did mine…

After the figure disappeared, Danielle became worried about Josh all of a sudden and went to go check on him. When she got to the room, he was seizing… She called an ambulance and had Josh rushed to the hospital. That day, they got the worst news any couple could ever receive: the doctors found a rapid-growing, inoperable tumor in the center of Josh’s brain. He was told he might have anywhere from a few years to a few months to live, depending on the effectiveness of treatment and the rate at which the tumor grew.

Josh is still alive and doing as well as someone with a brain tumor could be doing. He makes the most of every moment and lives his life to the fullest with his family and loved ones. But he looks back on that day and thinks about his wife’s story and still feels uneasy…

I was 14 years old when I first saw him. I remember it like it was yesterday, the scene still lingers in my memory. It was dark, about 8, and I went to the upstairs bathroom. I looked into my grandma’s bedroom and there was this tall figure there, standing in the middle of the room. He was dressed in a black trench coat, no face, and wearing a fedora. I stared at him for a couple of heart beats, blinked and then he disappeared. I remember the terror I felt when this happened, but I sold it off as it was just dark. It was the second time, when I no longer could. I was getting ready for school, it was 7 am. My sister was in the dinning room brushing her hair, and I was standing in the doorway about to enter the room to get my stuff together. He then appeared again. Looking exactly the same, looking at me. What caused the most fear was where he was standing. Next to my little sister. He looked solid, but at the same time, he was not. Thoughts went through my head, worry for my little sister, wonder for what he was, why was I seeing him again, and what would I do. He disappeared, and the fear was gone. Was he absorbing my fear? I got to school and told my friend about him. She said it sounded like the shadow people, and I asked he what they were. She told me that is what they sounding like and I did some research at my dad’s. My parent’s were going through a divorce at the time. The picture I saw matched the figure perfect and it matched told me all that I experienced. It was strange.

Rere waz here 🙂 (i dident write the story)

on April the 12th 2005 my husband and I were in a terrible car accident my husband almost lost his life. 2 weeks prior to that is the first time I saw this man he was standing on the side of the rode and it look almost like my husband was going to hit him. A few nights later I saw him again well this time I asked my husband if he had seen him because I screamed out and didn’t want my husband to think I was crazy this went on like this for another week until the night before the car accident my husband and I both seen him but this time he was in the middle of the road my husband slammed the breaks and it had felt like we hit something so flipping out we looked all around my blazer there was no damage nothing. I will never forget what he was wearing all black brim hat long trench coat and he didn’t have a face or eyes. But I got a very nervous feeling everytime. Well in the exact same place as the night before an elder lady hit a deer my husband and I were trying to do a good deed we decided to help her we told her to leave we had it under control we were almost done and a drunk driver came out of nowhere hit my car both my husband and I were outside of
The vehicle but the vehicle hit both of us. We almost died that night.i just didn’t know if that figure was warning us or what but I haven’t seen him since

My girlfriend has shared with me a few times seeing this man with no face, wearing a hat and trench coat. She has been seeing him since she was a child and usually bad things follow. She also sees a young girl with brunette hair right before encountering the man in the hat. The little girl always informs my girlfriend to stay away from the “digger man” because he only means harm. I personally think this girl was harmed by him but has stayed behind to try to warn others. My girlfriend told me the last time she saw the digger man he actually spoke to her and told her that he was going to take her brother. About two weeks later her brother informed her that he has a tumor that is inoperable. he has been taking some sort of injection for the past few months but refuses to really talk about his progress. 

I believe in this sort of paranoal stuff, have my own stories of seeing this hat man / shadow people, and am trying to find an answer to keep them away, especially for my girlfriend’s sake. The only thing I have found that works as a short term answer for me is asking for the “white light” to help. I either try to picture myself being surrounded by this white light, or even using my imagination to create something out of white light to push/fight them away (usually a weapon of sorts). If anyone else has any other knowledge please share on how to either get rid of them or stop them from feeding off of our fear.

Personally, I have only seen the Hat Man one time for certain. My wife grew up with him.

Her first encounter was at the age of 9 when she played a mind game called Doors and Windows (a variant of Doors to the Mind), where the player goes under hypnotic suggestion and explores various rooms they see in their mind. Near the end room, she saw the Hat Man live and in color, looking like a black-garbed Dick Tracy with flesh and skin. She snapped out of it screaming because the Hat Man had killed one of her friends in the trance and her friend’s “ghost” was walking around without a body.
She saw a shadowy Hat Man follow her in waking life for years to come. 

When we had our first child, she went back to work after 6 weeks or so. I had the day off, and it was my first day by myself with the newborn. I was prepared, though, with everything in its place. After a few hours, my newborn started screaming his head off. I’d fed him, burped him, changed him, consoled him, yet he was screaming so hard that his face and chest were turning red. He began chucking like he could barely breathe, yet his screaming didn’t diminish in the least. 
At that point, I realized he was staring at a very specific spot on the wall near the door. I pivoted my hips while holding him, and he actually turned his head as far as it would go in order to maintain his line of sight. He was obviously looking at something, but all I saw was a blank wall.

I know a lot of folks call on White Lights and general happiness and all of that, but as somebody who’s survived NDE’s that went way south, I know the real score. There is one Name above every name, and that is a name I swore to serve. I called on it, speaking mentally in my mind: “Lord, give me my son’s eyes. Show me what he sees.”

In that moment, the blank section of white wall turned black as if a shadow was cast on it–a silhouette in the form of a man with a hat and coat down to his knees. Then, and I swear to God I was clean as a whistle (I drink socially at special events, never had a hit of even marijuana, much less any mind-altering drug), I saw the shadow step off of the wall and turn into a fully-formed 3-D apparition. It was no longer shadow; it was like a hole in the world. . 

I won’t go into childhood experiences, but suffice it to say that I maintain a general awareness of consciousnesses around me, and it was almost as if this Hat Man did not have a standard one. He was no “ghost,” and not like any demonic entity I had encountered in the way of his boldness. Most demons will flee when caught with their pants down. Still, I was unafraid.

I clutched my son tightly to me and turned sideways so he could no longer look regardless of how he cranked his head. I looked that fiend straight where his face was supposed to be and glared at him. In my mind, I said with all my being, I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME, AND YOU KNOW WHO I SERVE. I WILL TELL YOU EXACTLY ONCE, AND YOU WILL OBEY BECAUSE I COMMAND IT IN THE NAME OF THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. Not wanting to upset my newborn any further, I followed that up with a single audible word: “Go.”

It was said in the faintest of whispers, but the Hat Man was carried away as if by gale force winds. I whispered to my baby boy, “Don’t worry, son. The bad man can’t get you now.”

He stopped crying that instant, going from hyperventilating red-in-the-face to calm and peaceful in less than 2 seconds. He breathed deeply for a moment while his lungs calmed down and was asleep on my shoulder before I could cross the room to sit down and rock him. 

I talked to my wife about it when she came home from work an hour or two later. She told me about the last time she had seen the Hat Man. It was a dream where he appeared in the flesh as he had the first time, though this time he was armed with a sword. She had a sword that appeared from nowhere, and fended off his attacks. The battle began in a house and eventually moved outside into a field of flowers. After a long fight, she knocked him to his knees and beheaded him Highlander-style. That had been 9 or 10 years before that day.

At first, my wife was concerned that “he’s back,” but the holy power that removed him from my apartment was so all-consuming that it had filled my son and I with peace. I encouraged my wife to trust in Him, and neither my wife nor myself have seen the Hat Man since. My son is now of a speaking age and still sees people that the rest of us don’t, but he has yet to mention one with a hat.

God is powerful and he is good. May he continue to protect you and your family.

im really scared I saw this thing in my room and well I don’t know what to do this thing keeps getting closer and closer to me someone please help me I cant take it any more………I cant live like this any more…….HELP ME>>>>>>>>>>

What you are seeing are Demons! This is demonic! I had similar experiences. One night, I was sleeping and woke up and could not move. I was paralyzed, and I called on Jesus. Then the hat man left as if something pulled it away. When I had my encounter with the Hat Man, I was Maturing/developing spirtually. This is ancient and had been going on for centuries. They are falling Angels! Jesus Christ casted these Demonic Spirits out while he was on earth many times and so did his disciples! THERE IS POWER IN THE NAME Of JESUS. In fact. JESUS Chist sent his out disciples to cast out demonic spirits in his name. In addition, Paul, the apostle, cast out demons as well. We are in a spiritual battle! Tell them to leave in Jesus name! Also, start your spiritual Growth- -give you life to God. It is easy. Tell God that you believe that his son Jesus died for your sins and rose from the died to justify you. And start reading the Bible- you will get a better understanding of these matters and find a church home. I would like to help you and whoever wants help! God gives all of us purpose and this is one task that he has given me. If you still need help, respond to this message. REMEMBER, GOD WITH YOU! BLESSINGS!

Pray and call out the name of Jesus!!

Everyone keeps saying that hes evil, I’ve seen him a few times, and one time I saw three shadow figures who weren’t him holding hands. Anyways, he doesn’t seem to be malicious at all, he just watched me floated above me and stared into my eyes. and another time sat to the left of my bed as I layed there, I saw him in my mirror and as I turned he swirled up and away into nothing. It’s definitely scary but I’ve seen him over years of time, he never seems like he wants to hurt me, he just watches. It is scary while it happens but after the moment passes he doesn’t seem like he wishes any harm at all. anyways that’s just my opinion everyones going on about fear and being strangled and charging him and what not and I just don’t see it that way at all it doesn’t feel like he wants to hurt you, just watch.

Same here. As a matter of fact, he has always followed me and my mom and has protected me before from another shadow. He is very tall and wears a top hat. When I was little my mom used to hold me and I would be looking behind her and laughing and at my grandmas house as a baby I would sit in the hallway and talk to somebody how a baby talks. Also up until I was six and started talking more about my encounters to my mom every night before when I got in bed and my mom turned out the lights and left my door all the way open to the hallway I would go into sleep paralysis kind of. All I could do was blink. When I blinked he would appear to walk down the hall towards my brothers room. Then I would blink again and some kind of dingo like creature that stood up on two feet with a long snout would stand at my door and stare at me. Later after a while all of a sudden a shadow gorilla would walk down the hall after the dingo like creature. One night long before I was born my mom had a dream where she saw top hat man and she found out his name is Thomas so that’s what we call him. Anyways I had a dream that there were hundreds of shadow gorillas chasing me and surrounding me with red eyes and Thomas appeared and scared them off with a sword and protected me from them. I’ve had many more encounters with him since.

Ok, I’ve never responded to a blog before so here goes….

I’m 43 years old and have never experienced anything like this before…3 years ago i 
was involved in a car accident and hospitalized for a period of 2 months (i flat lined at least 1 time during this period)…during my stay i experienced what i now know is the Hat man….some of the descriptions i’ve read throughout this blog r spot on with my own…he wears an old Top Hat and for me what appeared to be a long cape/jacket….my experience with the “Hat” was horrific, and left an impression that will never be forgotten.
-The hat was accompanied by what i viewed and small shadowy creatures. These creatures removed me from wherever i was (can’t quite recall where i was when they showed) and placed me on what i remember being a spinning globe with tall buildings, ships, piers, and what appeared to be a Ferris Wheel all of which were burning. these small “shadows” preceded to shoot small needles at me as i rotated on the Globe while the Hat watched and laughed…
I’m not sure how this ended but i remember waking in my hospital bed and finding out that i had been sedated since i arrived and this was the first time i had opened my eyes and spoke clearly. 
-I have told this story to everyone who has asked about my accident, while telling a close friend of mines the story he interrupted me during the Black Hat portion and told me his mom had a very similar experience when she was in the hospital, only in her experience the Hat just stood by here and watched her.

Well that’s it…if anyone can help me better understand what happened here i would greatly appreciate it…thx!

Dark energy hates nature and running water, it’s why many in the East put river rocks and running water (fountains) in their houses and yards (and keep them ordered).

I first saw the Hatman in 1993 when my mom had just died..I was in the shower at my aunt’s house looking out the window about to get out and there he stood..I couldn’t scream but I cried and ran..my aunt believed me and covered the window with news paper..but I never saw him again until 1996 I pulled up in my driveway and he stood there while my lights were in just standing and staring I turned my head lights off then on and he was gone I went into my house and began praying and didn’t see him for a while..I saw him in a window at my friends house while standing in her kitchen running a glass looking out the Window ..I told my friend about him and surprisingly she said she had saw him too…I never told any of my children about him fast forward years later 3 of my five children described seeing him one in his home looking out the window and the other was in his car seeing him in his back seat and another time while he was looking out the window…my middle son says he sees him and he tells him to do bad things his whole life and without actually speaking because he had no face.. the doctors diagnosed him as being schizophrenic..i don’t buy that because I know what we’ve seen..last year my grand daughter who was 3 at the time was coming thru my side door as she usually did beating her mom into the house…I could hear her running and crying when i asked her what was wrong she says the man in the basemen with the hat on scared her standing at the bottom of the stairs…She cried for an hour..it seems that he comes around when there is anger and fighting depression or great stress around but when I go thru my house and pray I don’t see him around for a while unless something bad happens or there is death in my family…glad I found this site..I’ll be sharing it with my sons..we know he exist but I feel like I know how to make him go away..

I never told anyone about my bed shaking. It happened every night, for a year. Thanks, i don’t feel so bad anymore.

I have seen the hatman. We just stared at each other. I thought i was seeing things. But it was him. That same night i seen the stars gather together.

He’s real we need god help

I started seeing him when I was very young. Now I’m a teen, but I still see him. But throughout the years he advanced. When I see him now he has a gun and a knife. My mom keeps saying it’s “just my imagination”. One time I awoke to him PULLING me out of my bed. Another time I awoke to him pointing the gun at my head.

The first I was driving near the beach in an old catalytic or something tht had 2 seats then he just popped up next to me in the passenger and said don’t be afraid we are watching but I felt erey not fear but wonder and concern than the next time I was in a dream by the way I’m the type of person tht can control their dreams to the point of waking up and going back to them the next night or wen I sleep from were it left off but this was different I was hanging out outside smoking with some friends all the sudden we turn around and there’s this place but then my freinds turned around then everything froze like I wasn’t in control which was weird for me then while approaching this palace mansion whatever it wasade of white and gold stones then as everything froze around me I was in awe know wat to think all the sudden a black hole looking thing pops up in front of me with wat looked liked stars inside from a distance like wen you see space at night I btw was still fully functional not frozen but stopped and stared as he walked out but he was not a shadow but a skin and bone looking grey man with black and gold red dot in the center eyes but his mouth was mainly chin as his. chin was pointy he never moved his lips but I heared we are watching do not be afraid so I wasnt then he held out a briefcase with a cane witch he had in his hands wen he came thru the portal with a top hat not like Abe Lincoln but same style not as tall he kind of smiled too it was weird like he had no bad intentions look on his face but than right as he. said we are watching don’t be afraid I woke up the third time I barely remember it was a pitch black room and I couldn’t see a thing then all the sudden he comes near me and says again do not be afraid which I was trying hard not to at tht point but came to senses and made myself numb so I wasnt he then tried to hand me the briefcase and I don’t remember after the I think I woke up but I didn’t have enough time to think so I don’t think i took the briefcase and his presence was a feeling like no other like how could he of stopped my dream in the first place and I always woke up after he said don’t be afraid we are watching anyone else have similar experiences 

This hat man is real
I have been attacked by this demon
Choked jumped on my body
These r demonic 
Spirits evil angels
I never knew this has happened to any one else
I remember the hat
Creepy
I called out name of Jesus
Ask he was choking me
Only way to get rid of them
I have been attacked by a cobra spirit 
Yes i saw it at night in a partially dark room
I covered my head n it pounced on me n choked me
This is real not made up
Scary

It seems everyone has only seen him. Did he ever talk? His voice is very raspy, much like he was gargling rusty nails. I’m thirteen and see him often. His trench coat is not black, but navy blue. He often likes to mess with my mind, make me see things I’d rater not specify, but he is a nightmare. Some thing hes an angel, but he couldnt be farther. I doubt Satan himself could do a better job at torturing a girl. His hands are clammy, scabbed, wrinkly, and his head rolls off easily. He is old, wrinkled like a raisin, with peircing black pits for eyes. His gnarled hands often hold an aluminum baseball bat, or a revolver pistol. He likes fear, but runs on pain. Emotional pain, physical pain, he doesn’t care. He favors his left foot, but dont think for a moment he isn’t fast. His scent is the most notable thing though. The coppery smell of blood and the sharp distint scent of mountain sage. If you smell that, run. Not out of fear, but out of caution. Sometimes he goes away, but some, like me, aren’t that lucky. He’s no run-of-the-mill ghost, he’s a specter that never leaves. Value everything you’ve been given, lucky escapees. For some are not that fortunate.

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I saw “the man in the hat” as I called him in the 1970’s, when I was 5-10 years old. I saw him several times at various times of the day. I couldn’t believe it when I found out that so many others have had similar experiences. I was always afraid when I would see him, never felt he was anything other than bad.

I am so happy I found this website. I too saw the hat man from 1967 to 1972 (started when I was five). I saw him about five times and each time I saw him I would begin to scream in shear terror. The first time I was five and I woke up to a solid black figure with a fedora and trench coat. My mother would always come running thinking I was being kidnapped. He always disappeared as soon as I began screaming, only once did he stay there until my mom got to the door. I have never been as afraid as I was of this being. There was something so wrong about him but I have never been able to explain why he was so evil. 
I did have one other experience (please post if you have also experienced this, I can’t find anyone else who has written about it) When I was five a man that was completely blue (electrical blue, he lit up the room) came to me and sat at the kitchen table with me for a long time. I felt such love and peace coming from him and I didn’t want him to leave. The only thing I can remember him telling me (as I was going back to bed) was to be a good person, that was most important. I can still see this as clearly as if it was yesterday.

When I was around 6 years old, I was home alone with my brother and grandmother. My grandmother went to sleep early and my brother and I ended up watching tv until late. He fell asleep and I was the only one awake in the house. I still clearly remember it being around 12 at night when it happened. I felt somebody watching me and I turned my head to the right to see a shadowy figure standing at the doorway of the bedroom. It had no face, just pure blackness and it had on a fedora type of hat and a trench coat. For a few seconds, it kept staring at me and I stared back but for some reason I didn’t feel scared. As soon I blinked though, it disappeared. Up until this day, I had thought it was my grandfather who had died recently before I had seen the shadowy figure. Today, I saw a youtube video where a girl described a similar experience and called it the hat man. I was shocked to learn that what I had seen that night was not my grandfather but some other spirit, or possibly a demon.

I think there is a common and over influenced opinion on here that shadow people and the hat man are the same entity. Unfortunately those that have only encountered the hat man, or a shadow figure would be biased in that direction but it would be wise to look into the experience and determine if this entity is wearing a fedora looking hat or not. Many accurate reports have also identified that he/it is also wearing what appears to be a trench coat or cape of some sort.

Shadow people are not necessarily the “Hat Man” ; if you are looking at a spirit in the dark – or dimly lit room it will appear as a shadow. I have never experienced a spirit that emits a glow that would brighten up their silhouette – although I have heard some stories which suggest they do exist. The majority of spirits will either be seen as mists or shadows depending on their ability to come into form and mass. The greater the mass, the less light will be seen through them. The less mass the more wispy or misty they will appear. I have seen and experienced spirits of varied form and density – and almost always, the darker they appear – the better ability they have to take shape.

The MO for the hat man , is and always will be a fedora looking hat. This is a constant – which is why he/it is called “the hat man”

Those that have experienced the hat man know it was the hat man – fear and dread accompany the experience. So honestly, with all due respect to other’s opinions out there – if you have had a “good” or “positive” experience, you have not had an experience with the same presence that everyone else has had which is a negative and tormenting one. Its honestly a bash, and really boils down to trolling – when everyone is coming on here seeking answers to the terrible or horrific experiences, and all you “good vibes” blowers are telling us how he rubbed you in a good way with butterflies and rainbows and all that crap. Its disgraceful and disrespectful – and equates to about the same as smearing your shit in the face of a family that was victimized by murder or rape. I know, you just want to have your childish moment of scribbling your opinions – but they’re offensive to those that have had terrible and very screwed up experiences with this being.

Bully? Ha.. What I am saying is that listening to people such as yourself talking about singing kumbaya around the campfire with a nasty entity whilst choking down a few more magic mushrooms gets real old. Majority rules in the case of the hat man, and it’s people like you that have no problem spitting in the face of the majority which equates to about as much sense as you suggesting you can have a positive experience with a murderer or a rapist. It’s not me that needs to sit down or take my “experiences” elsewhere, its you. I guessed as much that you would rush into a reply defending your view, after all you have already made fun of someone that shared a rape story. I’m not over-analyzing you, I think you’ve made yourself quite clear amongst those that have gotten terrorized by this being.

you are a jerk. I don’t understand how people can stand you. What we people here are experiencing are things from the other side. The world is not made from black and white. Shades of grey are mixed in all throughout this world in which we are in. People like you make me livid.

You can do a search for “shadow dog red eyes” on the web; there have been lots of reports of shadow people being accompanied by a dog with red eyes. It has gotten the nick name “devil dog” or “hellhound” because they always appear ferocious, non friendly, or in an attack stance. I have seen a devil dog before, it was about the size of a car one moment – then altered it’s form into about the size of a doberman the next. It also had red eyes – and stared at me briefly then disappeared all together. I thought I was seeing things, until someone else asked me if I saw what they saw.

It appears your case, as with the majority of others – the entity was bent on destroying your family and quite clearly focused on ruining your opportunity to have a normal life. Its still around you I’m sure – just not making itself known. Those that have experienced this entity can go many years, without any experiences and then all of a sudden – it’s back, because it never left.

Oasis Founder:
You are an ugly bully and also a liar. I will tell my story as it happened and you can kiss my ass. I hope other posters here see what an ass you truly are and refuse to let you bully them. You are a coward who cannot tolerate other viewpoints and so you try to shut them down with your nastiness. I hope the Hat Man you so fear pays you a visit soon and scares the hell out of you, since it seems to be what you relish.

Thanks, I appreciate the support.

you’re welcome.

she is a sick one, and I agree karma will catch up to her. dont even bother with her, shes not worth it.

In truth, I did not trash her. She jumped into the fray after I posted a defense argument towards seeing people post positive things about a being that, in the majority of those that have encountered or experienced it has been a negative and traumatic experience. If you scroll up higher in the discussion, there was a poster named “SS” who shared a rape experience – I commended his/her bravery; and she posted in the same said discussion that she didn’t agree with the negativity. Despite her intentions, it was blatantly vile and cruel. My critical post regarding people sharing positive experiences towards a being that has shown acts such as violence, intimidation, destruction and rape – did not have her name attached to it. If this does not answer for my intent being non-malicious, I do not know what would.

I agree. It is important to gather all information first, only then can the unrelated information become obvious and thus disregarded. If only similar information is gathered then things are missed. I personally would look to psychological, neurological and scientific studies,quantum or otherwise, along with paranormal investigations for explanations. This I have not researched much and cannot give my opinion on, I have however looked into sleep paralysis as I lived with someone who experienced it regularly and know that there is neurological studies being done into it and that there is information which gives possible explanations for its cause which makes me wonder if there is any connection with this phenomenon. Just my thoughts.

I have seen the hat man twice but during both times I was experiencing sleep paralysis so I could not move to only stare at him in what I would call sheer panic and fear. The first time he was in the doorway, the second time he was closer to my bed. I had no idea until tonight while watching a documentary on sleep paralysis that other people had seen the same thing. I am so scared and freaked out right now. It has probably been 6 or 7 years since this happened and I was in my late twenties

I have had encounters with the hat man mainly in my dreams..very violent ones and it caused me to have severe severe insomnia my entire life I used to keep a dream book. My encounters with the hat man still haunt me till this day. He would Always walk right into my front door. For some reason in my dreams whenever he came my entire family would be sleeping in our living room on cots. He would walk in and stare at me with this haunting look then he would pull a large butcher knife out of his trench coat and proceed to brutality stab each one of my family members..one at a time slowly. And I would always be last. Sometimes i would wake up before he started killing sometimes as he was about to stab me I would wake up.this dream was reoccuring my whole life. Always the same scene. It has caused me to fear going to sleep at night. This started when I was about 7-8 im not 32. They are not as frequent now. But when I was 21 my sister was telling me about a dream she always has of the same man and he’d always be chasing ME in her dreams. I showed her my dream book where I had the same dreams of the same man. Now my daughter dreams of him. It’s really really messed up and I wish I knew how to stop it. Why is this man haunting my family?

I couldn’t believe that few years ago i found on internet people had seen the same thing as me.

I was 7 years old in the kitchen when I went to walk out and the very tall dark solid figure but no face was starring straight at me the weirdest thing is i don’t remember what happened after that,,, it’s almost as if I’ve blocked it out. The other time i saw it was when i was in my dining room and i saw some very tall black figured man walk past the door and my dog noticed as well me and my sister searched the whole house for a robber, no one was there.

I Been seeing this man for so long any one there can help me pleas call me 267/471/6085. I am not crazy