This all happened 6 years ago when I was visiting my great-grandmother's in the free state. I've always been scared of the dark or sleeping alone, so I asked if I could sleep with my aunt and she didn't have a problem. I'm 31 years this year by the way.
The first night wasn't so bad as I had the comfort that I wasn't alone in bed. I heard dragging footstep in the kitchen and the door opening and closing but was too afraid to wake up and investigate or wake my aunt up for something that's not there. I just laid there on the bed listening to this thing/person dragging feet around in the kitchen and opening and closing the doors between the dining room and kitchen. I ultimately fell asleep. The next morning I asked my aunt if she'd heard anything and she said "no".
The second night was what scared me the most. As we laid there sleeping I just suddenly turned and my eyes opened wide and there inside the wardrobe (I could see since the door was half opened) was a dark male figure with red eyes peeping through. Our eyes just met and I couldn't scream or move. I just stared right back at those red eyes and it spoke in Sotho. It said, "I'm not here to scare you but to scare that one" meaning my aunt and I can't remember what happened after or how I fell back to sleep.
I told my aunt about it and we had to sleep with the light on for the rest of my stay. I still can't get the black figure with red eyes hiding in the wardrobe, and my aunt has since passed on after being ill for some time, may her soul rest in peace. I don't just go visit there anymore unless there is a wedding or funeral.
Thanks for reading my story. It feels great sharing with people that can relate to similar incidents.
*Sotho - one of South African languages.