I come from a large family... Shared a bedroom with 2 older brothers, so I was often put to bed in my parents bedroom since my bedtime was much earlier than my brothers. And then after I would fall asleep, I would be put in my own bed.
One night I remember when I was about 6 or 7 years old, not long after my parents had bought this antique bedroom set, after being sent to bed, I laid there for awhile, not tired at all, just lay there awake. I remember looking up because I noticed the room became a bit brighter, and standing in front of my mothers dresser (a low one with a big mirror on it) was a young woman with long black hair just standing there and brushing her hair. I wasn't scared at all I remember, in fact I just kept lying there and watched her. I couldn't believe my eyes. As I was looking at her, she turned her head and looked at me and just smiled, then continued brushing her hair. I remember I was looking at her and just wondering who she was. I had never seen her before. I even put the blanket over my head at one point because I thought she might be gone, but she was still there when I took the blanket off again. I had no idea who she was. I noticed she was wearing a long nightgown that seemed to be almost glowing blue. It must have been the smile, or maybe that she didn't seem to be paying too much attention to me, but I got out of bed and walked over to her and tried to tug on her nightgown to get her attention, but my hand went right through as if nothing was there, but she was still there. Again, she looked down at me and smiled. And again, maybe because she smiled at me, I wasn't even a little bit scared. So I got back into bed and just went to sleep. I never told anybody.
About 15 years later my parents asked me to watch over their house while they would be away on vacation, so I did. I slept in that same room that had the same furniture in it... Not ever even thinking twice about my past experience. Nothing happened during the night. I was however expecting my girlfriend at the time to stop over the next morning, so when I woke up to being kissed on the cheek, I wasn't a bit alarmed. But when I rolled over expecting to see my girlfriend... No one was there. I thought maybe she was playing a trick on me and began looking around the house for her. I even went outside to look but no one was around except me. I was kind of freaked out so I called her house (not expecting her to actually even be there) and to my surprise... She answered the phone.
Now I'm sure a lot of people would say I was dreaming (in both cases) but I am absolutely positive I was not. I am 47 years old now and can remember both as if they had happened last night. Many years later I did tell my sister who I am very close to... And was very surprised to find out that she had a very similar experience. I don't tell many people about it, but when I do, it does give me the chills for some reason.