Reading these posts sends a shiver down my spine. At the same time, I feel a sense of confirmation. That what I’ve experienced in fact was real, and not my imagination. I’ve always been intrigued or drawn to anything odd, weird, and unexplained. To this day, my family pokes fun at me for it. Because of this, I never told them that a man watches me while I sleep. They would chalk it up to me watching too many scary movies. By accident, I find this platform where I can share my experience.

Here is my story. I can remember being a child, elementary school age. Lying in bed in the dark and getting a feeling that I wasn’t alone. I scanned my room with my eyes and stopped at my open bedroom door. Standing in my doorway was a dark figure, darker than the rest of the room. As my eyes adjusted, I was able to make out the figure a bit better. Initially, I thought it was my dad checking on me. Thinking I’d get in trouble for being awake. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I never remember feeling scared. Just the feeling of being watched. This would happen from time to time. Even if I wasn’t in my own bedroom. This too would happen at my grandparents. Same scenario, laying in bed, staring at the doorway, and seeing a figure standing there. Again, thinking it was my grandpa checking on me. As I stared at the figure, I noticed a hat this time. My grandparents kept the hallway bathroom light on so I was able to make out the dark figure better. Again, I don’t remember feeling scared.

Fast forward to my mid 20’s. I just signed a lease to a new apartment. An old carriage house converted into a beautiful 2-floor loft apartment, with brick walls, and hardwood floors. I did have a roommate at this time but she was sleeping at a friend’s house. So, I was alone this night. I was already feeling a little uneasy about being in a new space, and now spending the night alone. I can remember laying in bed and having a hard time falling asleep. I can remember looking at the staircase and seeing a figure. A figure I hadn’t seen since I was a kid. As soon as I saw this large dark figure with a hat on, I instantly became scared. I was too scared to get out of bed. I don’t know how I did it but I calmed myself down and talked myself into believing I was seeing things. I felt uneasy and anxious until I finally fell asleep from exhaustion. Talk about childhood memories repaying a visit.