This is a shorter story. It was maybe a week or two after my episode with the angry bear. I know this because I remember thinking that it was the bear again, and I was a little... Weirded out by it because instead of black and tentically it was white. Now, I'm not even really sure of what I saw, if it was anything at all.
Alright, now that I've got you folks on the edges of your seats (don't lose your grips on them now) I'll tell you the entire story, short little blip its going to be.
A few days after the Angry Bear had been assuaged, I was finally sleeping with the light off again and actually getting some sleep, for that matter. It was awesome. I felt great!
Then, one night, I was awoken from the middle of a dream into full awareness, and I don't mean as in a groggily stated: "Ugh, I'm up..." I mean a full on: "Wow, I'm awake, I'm so awake it's as if I've just had an entire OCEAN of coffee!" Not the jitters, though, just the BAM! I'M AWAKE feeling.
So, since I had nothing better to do with my night (because who the bleep wants to sleep at night anyway?) I sat up in my bed and right smack in front of me, right between the dresser at the end of my bed and the one by the wall right next to it is this big white...blob. It was just standing there, just hangin' out. I, having had my fill of the paranormal for my lifetime, and having the experience also to know that if you turn on a light the vision will at least go away, reached way back behind me and turned on my bedside lamp. When I looked back, though, it was still there.
The vision itself was a little hinkey, to tell the truth. It was as if it emitted its own light, but at the same time kept that light contained within itself, and didn't share it with anything else.
So, since the light was on and since it was still there despite the light, I said a quick prayer and asked it a few simple questions. I figured hey, if I didn't get the same 'I'm going to maul you' feeling from it, then why not? I started out with, "why are you here," and, "who are you," but I didn't get any replies, so I just sort of gave up and sat watching it. It didn't really do anything much.
It stayed there, making (but not sharing) its own light, and within the light of my lamp, for a good hour and a half and then, quick as a snap, it just vanished. It was as if it simply was never there to begin with. As soon as it vanished, I began feeling sleepy again, and almost as soon as my head hit that pillow I was asleep.
When I woke up the next morning, I checked the spot at the foot of my bed where it was standing, and my sock drawer (in the dresser that was against the wall, facing my bed) was pulled out so that it met with the dresser in front of it at the foot of my bed. Nothing could have been standing there without breaking my sock drawer.
What do you guys think it was? Looking back on it I could have had a waking dream. Have any of you folks ever experienced something like this?