When I was younger, at about the age of 5, I wasn't scared of spirits. I wasn't scared until I encountered one for myself. Here is my story.
My childhood bedroom was connected to my parents'. They took off the door in case of an emergency. Every night I would have a dream. The same dream. I was running down a hall, and a black figure was chasing me, and just before he would catch me, I would wake up. I couldn't go to sleep for days at a time so I started sleeping in my parents' room. The dreams stopped, but whenever I would enter my room I would feel a presence watching me. I tried to tell my parents that I was being watched, and that the man was watching me, but my mom told me it was a figment of my imagination.
One night as I was sleeping I awoke for no reason, and standing at the door to my bedroom was the black figure. We exchanged a constant stare. I tried to wake my mom, and just before she awoke, he disappeared. I haven't seen the man since, but every time I go to my old room, I get the feeling someone is watching me. Whenever I take a shower I feel as if someone is outside the shower waiting for me. Whenever I go into the room I feel as if someone is under the bed.
The spirit makes noises, but never shows himself. Is he evil, or is he my silent guardian? I will never know. I hope that I am not the only one that has had these experiences.
Please comment if you have had a similar experience. I need to know that I am not alone. This is my story, and I hope that you all believe in me, and that others will have had these experiences as well.