This isn't a scary story, but a humorous happening from last night. I was fairly restless; work has been requiring a lot of my time and going straight to sleep has been difficult lately.
When I got home, I curled up on the sofa with dinner to relax. I caught sight of a white shadow strolling down the hallway toward my bedroom. No big deal. I usually see shadows of some sort periodically.
I watched television for a while, decided I would tuck in bed with a book, and hopefully, find sleep at some point before the wee hours snuck up on me. I had my apartment to myself and felt fairly relaxed, just not sleepy.
I read for about half and hour, thought maybe I could sleep and turned off my lamp, and rolled onto my right side. The apartment was dark, cool, and perfect for finally going to sleep. My legs were doing their twitchy thing, so I felt pretty restless, expecting to get up again.
About the time I was about to toss back the covers, turning on the lamp, and get up for a while, I hear this breathing. It sounded like someone took a breath, and did the "frustrated exhale", floating above me toward the ceiling. You know, the big forced out your nose exhale. Just a big "whoosh"!
I laughed out loud thinking, now here is this "shadow entity" and I'm making it TIRED!
Maybe turnabout is fair play!