I just started on this site and even though I have had many things happen to me, I'll start with the one that has scared me the most.
First, just a little history. I was in Mexico, living in a town that was founded 102 years ago, and before that was only forest. I also found out that it was a route people used to travel from town to town and because of that many people were killed there.
To start, I was 10 when it happened. I was laying in bed reading a book and after a while I just put the book down and started to doze off. It was kind of hot that night so I decided to sleep on the floor since it was a lot cooler. I put a blanket on the floor and laid down to sleep. After what seemed like seconds, I start hearing someone walking around me. It sounded like they had boots on. I thought I was dreaming and thought nothing of it, but the sound continued and I knew I was awake now. I opened my eyes to see if someone was there, but nobody was there. I immediately jumped on my bed, and covered myself with a blanket. I guess I fell asleep, because next thing I knew I was opening my eyes and it was morning.
That same week it started to rain really hard and the ceiling in my room started to leak. My parents had to make a temporary patch until the raining stopped and could be repaired, until then I had to sleep in my brother's room.
My brother had two single beds, each one against either side of the room. At the foot of my brother's bed was the bathroom door and outside, next to the door, was an extra chair we had in the room in case we needed it when we did homework.
On the first night that I slept there, it was still raining pretty hard. I felt a bit comfortable knowing I wasn't alone in the room, but as I dozed off I started to feel as if someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and looked at my brother. I thought maybe he wasn't asleep yet, but he had his back to me and was asleep. I decided I was maybe being a bit paranoid, so I just laid back down. As soon as I closed my eyes I started to hear the footsteps again, and it sounded exactly the same as when I was in my room. This time I didn't open my eyes, because I knew that if I opened them I wouldn't see anyone there.
After a while the footsteps stopped and I felt a bit better, but my feeling of being watched became stronger. I opened my eyes and sitting in the chair next to the bathroom was someone dressed completely in black. He just sat there without moving and all of a sudden he started to laugh quietly and started to laugh louder and louder. I was scared out of my mind, but I couldn't stop looking at the shadow figure. I couldn't move either. I was frozen in place. It wasn't until a flash of lightning from the storm filled the room and after the flash was gone, so was the figure.
I jumped off the bed and turned the lights on. I searched the room and the bathroom and found that nobody was there. My brother woke up and asked what I was doing. I told him what happened and he only replied that he didn't hear or see anything, not even the loud laughter. He told me to turn the lights off and go back to sleep. I turned the lights off and as I passed by the window, I saw a figure walking away from my house. It was the same shadow figure in the chair. I continued to stare for what seemed like hours until the shadow turned around. His eyes glowed red and all of a sudden he started to sink into the ground. Shocked at what I saw, I just ran to the bed and hid under the covers until morning.
I went to check the spot where I saw the shadow sink, but there was nothing different about the area. I never saw the shadow figure again after that.