I'm 15 years old and have loved the paranormal since I was little. Not that my age or interests are really relevant to the story, but this is my first post and I'm kind of unsure how to start it.
When I was 5-6 years old I slept in a queen bed with my sister and my mum every night. At the time, my family and I were living in a quiet neighbourhood outside of Vancouver. It was the middle of winter when I started waking up every night at around 3am and watched these creatures make their way through my window into my room. There was no way I was dreaming as I remember these occurrences too vividly and experienced things you can't experience when asleep - my mother's breath on my neck next to me, the sound of my father snoring, etc.
There were at least 7 of these creatures although I never paid much attention to any but the one who seemed the most prominent. They were all cartoon-like, and this particular figure had red horns twining above his head, he in no way resembled a human. All I really remember is the horns and the large eyes, always looking over to my direction but never looking quite at me. The rest of the figures just looked like black shadows and I could never make out specific features.
Every single morning at 3am for around a month straight, they would come through my window into my room and always looked as though they were conferring with each other. I would freeze in my place, hiding under my covers but discreetly watching them over the blanket. I specifically remember always needing to clear my throat or change positions but was way too scared to move for fear of one of them noticing me. I was practically frozen in terror for hours until the sun started coming up - this was when they would leave.
One time I coughed when they were leaving but they were only a little ways away from the window. This caused the horned creature to stop in his tracks, turn around and make his way back into my room, gesturing for his friends to follow.
Nothing more than this ever happened and they stopped coming after a while. I have never spoken about this to anyone or even given it much thought as I've always been frightened of it happening again if I paid too much attention to it.
I don't know whether this is paranormal or not and nothing really worth noting has happened to me since. Any ideas of what this could have been about? I've never been one to hallucinate and have always been a relatively healthy person, mentally and physically. Sorry if this was too long or too detailed or you think I'm an idiot, it's just always haunting me at the back of my brain