I am 21 years old, I live with my boyfriend and his family in an old house, it was built in the 1920's I am told.
My boyfriend and I share a room in the attic that has been re-done.
The first time I ever went there I had a funny feeling (maybe it's just because its an old house)
Whenever we had friends over, all the girls used to go upstairs to chat away from the guys, every time they went up there they would say its creepy and we would all go back downstairs, sometimes even run.
Once there were about 4 girls in the room and we heard a thud and all got scared so we couldn't get downstairs fast enough.
The room is large and has a bar, lounge area and an area where our bed is, our bed faces the big window in the room. One night, maybe a year or so ago (2011) my boyfriend and I were sleeping, in our room (the attic) when I suddenly woke up from a nightmare, which I don't have very often. I looked up and right in front of me at the foot of our bed by the window was a black mass that was in the shape of a man. I can't say it was a shadow because it was solid. I couldn't see a face, but I felt like it was looking at me. I remember wanting to scream but when I tried to, all that came out my mouth was a weird squeal. I quickly woke my boyfriend up to tell him what I had seen, but he told me I was probably still dreaming. But it wasn't a dream I distinctly remember waking up and seeing it and still thinking if I should scream in case I wake his parents up. I was terrified and did not go back to sleep that night. To this day I haven't seen it again, and hope I never do.