My name is Jacob and I am 17, this story took place when I was roughly 8 or so. I was laying in bed one night when I suddenly awoke with an unnerving feeling, and as my eyes darted to the foot of my bed, I was greeted with the sinister sight of a tall man wearing a top hat, and a trench coat. Not to mention he also appeared to have a tobacco pipe in his mouth, and I could even see the smoke.
My first instinct was to scream, which awoke my little sister who was asleep across the room. It just stood there, as if my screams were silent and he was watching me sleep, and now scream. I jumped out of my bed and began swinging at the figure with my eyes closed. But of Course, when I opened my eyes, he had vanished. No trace of him at all, but my bedroom door was still wide open. I haven´t seen him since, but that night will stick with me forever.