Hi, my name is Johnny. In 1981, when I was around 13 years old, I woke up one night and there was a very dark figure standing in the corner of my room. He had a top hat on. One like some of the 80s rock and roll group members would wear. He was as dark as dark could be. I raised up immediately to make sure I was seeing what I thought I was seeing. He never moved. I ran into my dad’s room. I screamed out, dad there’s a man in my room. He ran in there and turned on the light; nothing was there. He looked at me; but never said a word about it. I never saw him again; but I had some strange things happen to, at night, while I was in my bed.
Later in life, I had sleep paralysis twice. I would wake up, but I could not move. Sometimes I would wake up and my bed and body would be soaking wet from sweat. I never saw anything. However, I couldn’t move my head to look around.