The Mysterious White Figure

Sitting on the backyard swing. Back and fourth, back and fourth I go. Singing the old playground rhyme "Teater Totter Black And Water Wash Your Face In Dirty Water". Looking to the right I see a figure. White in color. With the shape like a man. He is walking through my lawn. By the clothes line I remember. He stops, and his attention is now directed towards me. He moves just his head. And lets out the most sinister laugh.Hahaha..The sound was paralyzing. My heart started pounding like a big drum in a band. I'm stuck.Eventually my body breaks through the paralyzed statue it had become. I start to tremble, my knees feeling weak beneath me. I try and gain control of myself. While making a straight dash into the house. I look back to see my swing swaying by itself as if someone unseen was sitting there. The fear inside of me began to escalate. It's times like these when I wish my imagination wasn't so out there.I reach the front door, and I can feel my insides leap through before me as if not to waste another second. But the pull in my body to stay still and watch wins the fight. I look again and see him. This time he doesn't look, and he doesn't laugh. He just continues walking toward the blacktop and disapears into oblivion. And I have never seen him again. To this day it all remains a mystery to me. Of what I really did see. But what I do know is that I believe. The question is...do you?