When I was in 1st grade (1990/1991?) I remember this one night I had fallen asleep. I woke back up sometime late that night. I wasn't scared or anything. Then, I felt like something might have touched my arm or my side under the blanket. I think it didn't worry me because nothing was there. The room was somewhat lit because my bed was next to a decent sized window and even with blinds the street light shined through some.
So I get under the sheets to sleep. I'm almost asleep and then I open my eyes and see (what I'd describe as) large crickets crawling on me. It's almost like I could feel them crawling on me too, that was the scary part! By large, I mean roughly 6 inches in length per cricket/insect. All over me, even my face.
I ripped the sheet off and jumped out of bed. I threw some toys at the bed. I yelled for my mom. She came out very pissed because I woke her up. Either I had turned the lights on or she had. When those lights came on I EXPECTED to see something there. I was convinced something was crawling on me. But I went and looked myself and there was nothing there or under the bed.
I even remember to this day how vividly real I thought the bugs were. I'm pretty sure they were crickets or something resembling such an insect but much larger than they normally would be. This happened in Phoenix, AZ. We never had a bug infestation and I haven't had a phobia of insects, so I don't know what really happened.
With as many as there were and their size I really honestly thought I would see them when the light came on, even when my mom came in I thought I would be able to prove what I saw but alas, nothing was there.