This event happened in one of my childhood homes in the town of Newburgh, NY. I was about 10-12 years old so it was the early 2000's.
One night I was having trouble sleeping, as I often did. My twin sized bed was up against the wall and I had a wooden dresser next to the bed, at the foot of it. I was trying hard to fall asleep, alternating between closing and opening my eyes. My eyes scanned the room and rested on a dark corner behind the dresser. As my vision adjusted and settled I noticed a black spot on the dresser. I was hoping it was just my vision playing tricks on me but after staring at it for a minute it seemed to move. My adrenaline started waking me up more as I observed it to be in the shape of a large moth. As I realized all of this, it flew at me! It looked like a bat. I don't recall it making any noise. No flapping of wings, it didn't scratch my dresser as it moved and made no noise as it soared towards me.
I ran out of my bedroom and into the living room that was right next to it, closing the door behind me. I barely slept all night. I can't remember if I had woken my mom to search the room but nothing was found. The next day I slowly searched my room, hoping it was just a bird that mysteriously got in there. I didn't find any evidence that there was something in my room that night. The window wasn't open and there were no other ways to get in there other than the bedroom door connected to the living room. All week I was nervous about finding a dead bat somewhere in my room and luckily I never did. I hadn't had any experiences like that since.