For years this experience has puzzled me. Either it was real, or it was the most realistic dream I have ever had. I was in my early 20s, still living at home with my parents. The room in which this experience took place had been my bedroom for most of my life. Nothing unusual had ever happened in the house (except for a few incidents involving a supposedly "haunted" antique clock in our living room which was broken, strictly ornamental, but insisted on chiming once in a while for no reason). At the time my parents were in a crisis that ultimately ended in their getting divorced. I was, as could be expected, very concerned about what was happening in the family.
The night in question I was in bed asleep, but for the life of me I would swear I woke up, opened my eyes, and beheld a figure standing by the closed door to my room. It was a tall, androgynous figure draped in robes, raising its left arm above its head. What's more, it was giving off its own light in the otherwise darkened room -- but only enough to light the area immediately around it, not the whole room. I sat up in bed and addressed the figure, reaching as I did for the lamp on the nightstand next to my bed. I turned on the light. The next thing I knew I was sitting up in bed with the light on, and the figure was gone.
I have told this story to a lot of people, many of whom believe I actually saw something, but others pooh-pooh it as a fantastic dream. In my heart I believe I might have actually seen a Guardian Angel who came to comfort me in my troubles. I don't really know. What do you people think... ?