As I'm about to write this, I am experiencing chills remembering my experience. I lived in a house built by my great-grandfather in 1903 I believe. It's a dairy farm. I was a child, I can't remember at this time my age. Probably around 10 to 12 years old. My room was upstairs and there are four bedrooms upstairs.
I woke up from out of the blue. I look at the foot of my bed, to the right corner. A black hooded figure... Very large. Absolutely no face just blackness and very defined. Not coming in and out of Shadow. Just there like someone is standing at the end of my bed. The fear was overwhelming, and I took my blankets and threw them over my head. I was absolutely terrified. I didn't know what was going on. I do not even remember how long I was under the blankets. When I finally pulled the blankets back, it was completely gone. I didn't know if I was seeing things or if it was a figment of my imagination.
A week later... My mom and dad they had been arguing. My mom was sleeping upstairs in what we called the purple room. At the kitchen table, she had commented about seeing a black figure in her room. I Realize what I saw was real, it wasn't imagined.
The first time I heard someone outside my family speak of this hooded black figure, was on Ghost Adventures with Loretta Lynn's niece. That was the first time realizing it wasn't my imagination. Someone else had actually seen the same thing. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Someone else had seen the same thing and that it was on a TV show. It really made me feel validated of what I saw. I still think about it. I still have that overwhelming fear that I did as a child. I also have an overwhelming fear that I will see it again. Especially after reading other people's stories on the internet.