Let's just get right into it. For the past few months I've had weird little things happen at night. I would be laying in bed, and slowly but surely I would start feeling a weight press onto my back and down onto the mattress, and then a pressure draped around my side. (I'm a side sleeper.) I would throw the blankets off of me as I would suddenly start feeling really hot. I made sure it hadn't just been a pillow that slid down behind me, and surely enough that was never the case.
I would hear what sounded like a man breathing right behind my neck after holding my breath for a little bit because I felt the bed rising and falling slightly out of sync with my slower breathing. A lot of the time it sounded kind of labored, like they were having a hard time breathing.
This would go on for a while until I felt like I needed to switch positions, so sometimes I would roll over onto my other side. The presence would go away for a second, and then come back behind me again. Other times I would be frustrated and move to the other end of the bed, then it would usually leave.
I would feel very comfortable and loved during a majority of these times, but I'm an easily frustrated person and other times I grow irritated because I'm not that fond of being touched.
This next bit is relevant to the story. Instead of heaters or central air, we have a big wood burning stove in our kitchen that we use during the winter to keep the house warm. I always sleep with my door closed, except for the winter when I want heat in, so I'll leave the door cracked open maybe 2/3 of the way.
I have never sleep walked in my entire life, so anytime that I've gotten up in the middle of the night to do miscellaneous things like use the restroom down the hall or go to the kitchen for something, I've always been awake.
Anyway, I would sleep soundly through the night, and when I would wake up, the door would be completely shut for no reason. I incessantly asked my family who had done it, and accused my siblings of closing my door at night. It was a quite annoying because my room would be absolutely freezing when I woke up. My family swore that no one did it, because why would they anyway? All of us kept our doors open for heat, so it didn't make sense for them to close only mine for whatever reason.
This went on for a while longer, then stopped once it got a little warmer and we didn't have to use the furnace anymore, and I slept with my door closed again. A lot of the times I get hot but don't want to turn on my air conditioner, so instead I just take off my shirt and sleep without it with the fan blowing on me. I would feel out of nowhere like someone was running their finger down my back, my neck, or my cheek. Sometimes it would be light little touches all over me, but especially my back, hip and face.
Now, the room didn't feel particularly cold or negative and I didn't feel unsafe, but I definitely felt like there was someone in the room with me. Usually after these occasions where I'd feel the touches I wouldn't wake up with marks, but one night last month I kept feeling it touch this one part of my back over and over again. It was next to my right shoulder blade, and then a couple inches below. When I was getting dressed that morning I saw 4 three or so centimeter long scratches in the same area I was feeling it touch me. They went away sometime throughout the morning. They weren't deep but right on the surface, and thin but not thin enough to be that of a cat or a dog. (I don't sleep with my pets in my room anyway.)
A lot of those nights I would then have dreams of being with someone that I've never seen before, pretty much always with black hair, strange eye colors like red, bright green, bright pink, yellow, but mostly with the same general features. We would interact with each other in the dreams as I normally would with someone I'm friends with or someone I love. He's very tall in these dreams, maybe around 6½ feet or so.
I have also heard whispering or soft male voices speaking at night, but that was pretty rare. I woke up at 1:30 in the morning a few months ago and heard two hushed voices of men conversing. It stopped as soon as I shot up from my bed being alert. I couldn't make out what they were saying as it was too quiet. To finish this off, I've only ever seen one of those things once, the other time my sister saw it.
The layout of our house is like you walk down from the hallway, where my room is at, and at the end you take a left, and there's the kitchen. Right is to the lounge and the entry way. I had come back to tell my sister something, who was sitting near the very back of the kitchen at the table. From there, you can see down most of the hallway. She said that as I was walking back down the hall towards the kitchen, she saw the a slightly translucent black silhouette of a man run after me from out of my room, then disappear around the corner towards the entry way, where you can't see in.
The other time I was yet again walking down the hallway when I saw a large, stocky opaque shadow leaning out from behind the trim of a bedroom at the very end of the hall. It quickly vanished when I looked at it.
That sums up most of what's happened to me.