When I was younger I'd constantly be moving back and forth between my parents houses. It was hard to make friends, and I would normally stick to myself.
When I was about 10 we moved into a new house, and I could remember being deathly afraid of the hallway, I would never go down it if it was dark, I'd sleep with a pillow facing the hallway so I couldn't see into it while I was sleeping. And I remember my mom telling me I was chicken, and just wanting attention.
Well one night I remember being asleep and my body telling me to wake up. I woke up and looked to my side and I saw someone standing by my bed, wearing red sweatpants and a t-shirt, but I was so frightened that someone was standing there that I covered my head and tried to go back to sleep. The next morning I asked my mom if she had come into my room to check on me, and she said no. Well repeatedly over the next few years My body would tell me to wake up, and when I did, I'd see someone standing by my bed again, but I'd be too afraid to look up and see if they had a face.
Things continued to be like that, and soon I started to see a figure standing in my door way, I thought it was my brother so I'd throw things at it, but it'd remain in the same spot, so again id cover my head.
Numerous times I'd hear my name being called and I'd wake up but no one was around. Once I had felt my face being touched, and I was the only one in my room.
We moved to our new house in 2005, and since then I haven't had any sightings, no one's been by my bed, no one's been in my doorway.
I don't know if it was my imagination, or if someone was really there in that house with me.