When I was little, like 2-5 range, I would always see a dark shadowy looking figure come out of my closet and stand over me, and would talk to me. So here's the story of how I remember.
My mom had just finished putting me to bed and our rooms were really close. So I fell asleep, but woke up in the middle of the night. When I woke up I saw a dark figure, pure black, standing next to my bed, and he would talk to me. He would ask me to go out the window. I would scream and cry and when my mom would come in, I would say, "The dark man's back! The dark man's back!"
That went on for a few days or weeks or whatever. Mom started to get worried and so she set up a voice recorder and put it in my room. She caught him talking to me. She actually heard the voice. My Grandpa started praying for me, and he hasn't came back since. And ever since then I refuse to sleep in that room. I will sleep in my mom's (used to be) room. But I usually sleep downstairs. I am always scared to sleep upstairs in any house. I always need some source of light and noise for me to go to sleep.
I don't know what it was, but it sure scared me. I still don't feel comfortable telling this story, and it still gives me the chills. But I have faith in God and trust him that he will keep me safe. I am also relieved that I'm not the only one who has experienced this. I guess it happens all over the world.
I do want to know what I could have been, but then again I don't because I don't want to get freaked out. I would like to hear if anyone who reads this has had the same experience this I have.