So I was eight years old and having a sleep over at my friends house I will give him the name Jimbo.
We were playing Xbox 360 in his bedroom until 10 o’clock and that’s when we had to turn it off and go to bed.
I fell asleep fast and so did he but I woke up in the middle of the night and the fact that his door was shut and the only window had blinds on it didn’t help with the gut feeling you get almost like butterfly but more sinister I tried not to look at his closet across from me but I do. (bad idea)
I see someone walk out from the closet and get closer and closer the me and to Jimbo because he had bunk beds and of course I’m on the bottom bunk so I close my eyes and hoped that nothing had happened.
I wake up but don’t remember falling asleep and about 4 years later I tell Jimbo and apparently the same thing happened to his sister I didn’t go back to that house since that conversation. I don’t have evidence and people might think I’m hallucinating but I know something was in that room with me.