"My name is T.K. I want to tell you all a little story of something quite eerie."

"It happened during the winter. I own a small cabin up in the woods. There isn't really anyone else around there. Sometimes I go up there for relaxation, help me with my writing, and it could also be a nice little romantic getaway for when I bring someone over. Although, I was up there by myself this time. Snow surrounded the place and it was a tranquil and peaceful feeling."

T.K. owned his own little cabin up in the woods. It was during winter when this happened and the place was surrounded by snow. It was only him around so it seemed like he wouldn't be disturbed.

"Everything seemed perfectly fine and I was really settled into the place. This was actually the first time I was staying up at the cabin while it was snowing out, but it could be because of that something strange was going on. I was asleep in the middle of the night when I suddenly found myself waking up. I don't know why I did, but I just woke up."

Once T.K. got himself settled into the cabin, he went to bed and just slept peacefully. Then, for some reason that he doesn't know, he found himself waking up. It was a little strange how he just woke up.

"I sat up on my bed and saw it was still dark out, but I saw something else out there. As snow was falling down, I looked and saw there was a snowman out there. It was facing my cabin and it was really weird. Where did it come from? I didn't make it. I thought I was alone out here."

As T.K. looked out the window and saw fresh snow coming down, he also spotted a snowman looking right at his cabin. It was weird how it just stood there and looked right at the cabin, but even weirder that T.K. didn't even knows where it came from.

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The Next Morning

"I brushed it off and just tried going back to sleep, but it was hard with how that snowman just looked at me. When it was finally morning, I went outside to try and get a closer look at it. It didn't even have any accessories. It was just simple snow and stick arms."

T.K. got up when it was finally morning and went to take a closer look at that snowman. He walked right through the snow and was facing it. Normally, snowman are fun and joyful to look at, but there was something that just felt off about this one.

"I studied the snowman and looked around to see anything about the person who made it. I could have sworn I was alone, but someone had to have built it. It could have been possible that someone built it without knowing I was even here, but who could possibly be out here when I'm using the only cabin? I looked around, but there were no tracks. It did snow last night, so any tracks might have been filled in."

T.K. looked around for anything that could tell him where the snowman came from. There was nothing, but that could have been because the fresh snow took it all away.

"I did reach for that snowman, but I accidentally knocked the head off and the whole thing fell apart. That was too bad, but there wasn't much I could do about it. I just brushed the whole thing off and went back inside thinking that was that."

When T.K. reached for the snowman just to touch it, the mere touch accidentally caused the head to fall off and the whole thing broke apart. He was upset since he just ruined someone's work, but there was nothing he could do about it now. He just went back inside and tried to forget the whole thing.

"I went on with my day and it soon became night. I went to sleep, but the same thing happened again. For some reason, I just woke up in the middle of the night and I felt like I was being watched. I took a look out my window and was shocked. The snowman I just broke apart was back out there."

When night came, T.K. was asleep and soon woke up again. He looked out the window and saw the snowman was back. It was in the same position as before. How could that be?

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The Next Day

"When it was morning, I went out again to try and find something this time. How did that snowman get back up? Someone had to have built it. The thing was...there was nothing in the snow. There were no footprints. There no dents in the snow that would have been left from the snowman being made. It didn't snow at all last night, so how can there be nothing? It was like there was no one here at all. If that's the case, where did this snowman even come from?"

T.K. took a look at the snowman again when he saw it was back. He took a look, but there was no sign that indicated anyone was here. Where did the snowman come from if there was no one around to build it?

"This was rather creepy. I was starting to get an uneasy feeling about it. I decided to bring it down on purpose and tried to make it the end of that."

Getting an uneasy feeling from this snowman, T.K. pushed it and it broke apart with him hoping that was the end. If only it was that easy.

"I thought it was the end, but that night it happened again. Only it was much worse. When I woke up, I saw that very same snowman again...right next to my window."

T.K. woke up in the middle of the night again, but when he woke up...he didn't need to sit up this time. He just looked at the window and saw the snowman was right there. It was placed right in front of the window like it was looking in, stalking T.K.

"I decided enough was enough. I gathered everything valuable I had and just got out of that cabin. I was able to make it to my car and just drove away. It was so creepy that just couldn't stay there anymore, so I kept driving until I reached the next town. I have no idea what was going on, but I will never go back to that cabin during the winter again."

There really was something with that snowman at that cabin, but T.K. missed the face of the snowman turning into something demonic.