I was walking down the street when I saw a man walking towards me. He was wearing a black hoodie and had his head down. I didn't think much of it until he got closer. When he was about 10 feet away from me, he looked up and I saw his face. It was completely white and his eyes were black. I froze in terror as he started walking towards me.

I turned around and ran as fast as I could. I could hear him chasing me, but I didn't look back. When I got home, I locked all the doors and windows and went to bed.

The next morning, I woke up to find that my front door was open. I went outside to see if anything was missing, but everything seemed to be in place. That's when I noticed something strange on my front porch. There was a small pile of dirt with a note on top of it. The note read "I'm sorry for scaring you last night. Please don't be afraid."

I was relieved that it was just a prank, but then I noticed something else. The pile of dirt was in the shape of a handprint.

I never found out who did it or how they did it, but it still gives me chills to this day.