I remember it was Christmas, we usually celebrate with all the family at my aunts house, she lives in the Mountains and the environment is the best for the typical Puertorican holidays. I was 15 years old and I remember I was getting ready for the party, everybody was ready and they were waiting for me, since the house we were going to have the party was only 50 feet away I told them to go without me, that I would be there as soon as I finish getting ready.
So they all left, it was around 7pm, it was dark outside but I could see the lights of the party and hear the music. Finally I was ready and decided it was time to go the next house with my family. It was dark outside, the night was beautiful, the stars, the moon, amazing. I was on my way to the party, the path was between shadows and light, the grass was very green and short, as I was walking, I had this feeling someone was behind me, following my steps but I didn't dare look back, something inside me told me not to, on the contrary told me to walk faster so I did, I started walking faster and felt whoever was following me was going my same speed, what was 50 feet of distance seem like forever, I couldn't even see the house at this time, I didn't make a sound, nor called for help what I did was I started running, I felt it was running right behind me, I felt it wanted to grab me.
When I finally had the courage to look back as I was running, I saw it. It was horrible, I will try my best to describe it, it was at least 7 feet tall, I could say more, huge, it was standing, had two look alike bull feet, his chest was big, muscular, almost as strong as a bear but human like, his arms were as long and muscular as a gorilla's, he had big, long, black, sharp claws, thick neck, and his head, this is the hardest to describe, he had what seemed like a buffalo face, even the hair was there, his mouth was big and he had this big sharp teeth, they were so long they would get out his mouth, he had this mean look, after I got a look on him I kept running, all I remember is that in the end it caught up with me and I woke up!; I was screaming and my mom came in my room, I explained her what had just happened and she said it was just a nightmare, I was complaining about my back, it hurt, and when she took a look, I had scratches all over my back, big ones! We didn't know what to make out of it, it was impossible for me to do that to myself (by the direction of the scratches). I couldn't sleep well for months, it was very creepy.
Problem is, before that happened to me, my boyfriend at that time used to complain about something similar getting into his room at night (he can see things too) but he never actually described it, all I know is that he was very afraid of it, he couldn't believe it when I described to him what it looked like, he admitted that was the thing that fought with him almost every night. Thank God I only saw it once. I truly believed it was going to kill me. I started to think later on it followed me through my boyfriend, could this be true?