An American woman who wishes to remain anonymous says:
“It happened in the summer of 2011 in our three-story building. My 12-year-old twin sons were playing downstairs with their peer neighbor, who decided to stay overnight. At that time I was on the 2nd floor, sitting on the couch and reading a book. It was early evening.
Everything was calm while the boys played downstairs, but then all three of them ran up the stairs to reach the terrace. In doing so, they hit the sliding door on the stairs, so that it remained open and swaying, but I told them that I would fix everything later. All three boys then fled to the bedroom on the third floor.
All this time I was lying on the sofa, and suddenly, just a few seconds after the three boys ran to the third floor, I saw one of my sons coming out onto the stairs from somewhere in the corner. He raised a hand to turn the swinging door, and then walked down the steps.
During all this time, he never once turned his head in my direction or somewhere else, his head was lowered down. He also didn't say anything, including telling me why he decided to return to the first floor, which would be a normal thing.
The son disappeared from sight, going down the stairs, and suddenly, just 2-3 seconds after that, I heard him laughing (apparently the woman knew how to distinguish twins by voice) and this laugh came from the bedroom upstairs! In shock, I ran out onto the stairs, looked down to the first floor and loudly called my son's name. Nobody answered me.
Then I ran upstairs to the bedroom and saw that my boy, as usual, was sitting on the floor and playing next to his brother and the neighbor's boy. I swear to God that it all happened in reality, this is not an invention or a dream. Every hair on my body stood on end with fear. Only now, years after that event, can I calmly talk about it.
So I ran upstairs and saw my twins and another boy playing on the floor. Of course, I asked if any of them had come out onto the stairs now and they said no. Then I rushed to the first floor and checked everything there for the presence of an outsider who looked so much like my 12-year-old son.
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I checked everything, even the closets. There was no one. But he was an exact copy of my son and in his own clothes. And this was not a hallucination, because he opened the door on the stairs as if he were an ordinary person of flesh and blood. His strangeness was only in the fact that he moved a little unusual and did not look at me, but looked down with his head down.
That night, nothing else strange happened, but this event did not get out of my head, since I could not explain it. But three years later, almost a day after that vision, my son was diagnosed with leukemia. He went through many painful procedures and chemotherapy, fighting like a warrior. He is now 19 years old, his treatment has ended and he is in remission (no signs of illness). I never stop praising God for that.
I have heard before that seeing doubles is a bad omen and that it marks death or illness, but I never felt that this could happen in my family. I can't figure out what I saw specifically that day, but it was very ominous and scared me a lot. I pray to God to never see this again."
