When I was 12, a few weeks after the death of my grandpa, I woke up at 3:00 am to a pale woman sitting on my bed stroking my hair. She had long white hair, in a braid, and she was looking at my bedroom door which was directly across the room from my bed. I can't remember if I had been having a nightmare, but she was stroking my hair the same way my mom and grandma used to do when I had had a nightmare when I was little.
I stayed as still as possible because I didn't want to let her know I was awake for some reason. I just knew she couldn't turn and see me. My leg twitched and in what seemed like slow motion, the woman turned her head towards me. I remember feeling fear, thinking I didn't want to see her face. But when she finally turned around, she had no face! Where her face should have been was nothing, just blank.
I have only seen the woman one more time when I was 17. I remember having a horrible nightmare about falling and when I woke up the same woman was stroking my hair. I again tried not to move because I remember she had no face. But my leg began twitching again and she turned and looked at me. Both times I saw her, she was stroking my hair and staring at my bedroom door. I don't know if she was expecting someone or something to come into my room or what.
About 10 years later, my oldest child was about 3 and I had put her to bed. She came running into my room about 3 in the morning saying she saw a woman with no face. She couldn't describe the woman very well, only that she was petting her head and she had no face.
It makes me wonder if the woman may have been related somehow and if my child and I saw the same woman.