First off I would like to thank you for reading my story, this one is my first so hopefully I won't do too bad. I'm 14 now but this story takes place when I was about 6 years old.
One night, I was going to bed and it was in the winter. My mom told me to come and sleep in her room with her that night because it was cold in my room (my house is about 50 years old, so not a very good heating system).
Anyway, we started going to sleep when I felt like someone was all of a sudden in the room with me and my mom. I started looking around the room to see if anyone was there; no one.
After that, I asked my mom if she could keep a lamp on since I was a bit scared. She turned on a small lamp that was on my side of the bed.
I went to sleep soundly after that. But only to be woken up later (there was no clock on my side of the bed so I don't know what time it was) by the same presence I had felt earlier.
I looked up to see the door that led to the living room (it was a wooden door) and saw a face there. Honestly, the best way to describe it (it may seem a bit odd) is it looked like the deep voice statue that wanting bubblegum from "Night at the Museum". It just was there, looking at me in the center of the door with a straight face. It looked to be as if it was carved into the door there, the face was made of wood. When all of a sudden, the face started moving!
The face was lip syncing words that I could not understand. In other words, he was not projecting any sound, just moving his lips. I just lay in the bed, watching it move its lips at me. Then I tried to read his lips, and he just kept on saying, "I will kill you, you are going to die, your family is going to die..." etc etc. It just came to the point that I did the same thing the face was doing, and lip synced the word, "NO!" He then stopped in mid sentence with a shocked face and swirled into the door, leaving the door the way it was before I went to bed.
I then turned to my mom and whispered, "Mommy, mommy, wake up!" She woke up and I started telling her what happened. She then gave me a hug and said, "Don't worry, it was only a dream." Then I looked up to her and said, "No mommy, it wasn't a dream."
That's where my memory ended. And no this was not a nightmare, because my mother even remembers me waking her up and saying that. Anyway, thanks for reading my stories!