I was 2 years old living in British Columbia, Canada. I lived in a two story house, all of the bedrooms where we slept were upstairs. My parents told me that I slept in their room in a crib right beside the window, they also said that if I stood up, I could look outside and see our front door. Not many people remember what happened when they were at the age of 2, but this is one very vivid memory that I have yet to forget.
It was late at night and I had just awoken from my sleep, I had a tendency not to cry when I was all by myself. I peered over the window in curiosity as I heard our door bell ring several times, there was a man with a long white beard, he looked as if he had aged a lot over time, maybe 75-85 years of age. He looked straight up at me and then disappeared, a thin fog then formed after he disappeared. I dropped into my crib and never forgot that day.
Since that day, every time I sleep in a room all by myself, I wake up at 12:45am and 3:00am every morning, when I try to sleep again I hear creaks and a scratching noise. After 16 years, I have become accustomed to these happenings, but I still wonder what is going on.
I have been trying to rationalize that things that happened that day, maybe it's just a dream, but I remember it so vividly and with such great detail that I always second guess it.
Another...
I woke up last night at 3:00am again and looked outside my window, I now sleep on the ground floor (different house), there was nothing there, but when I tried to sleep, I heard a lot of creaking. I looked up at the picture frame the is across from my frame I saw rapid movement, almost like the face was moving side to side, up and down. I felt my heartbeat increase and as I sat up and looked to the left of my room, I saw a large foot just there, ceiling to the floor. I freaked and forced myself to go back to sleep.
