It would have been about midnight, I'd say. You know the sound a laptop makes when you open & close it? Well I woke up to the sound of that, and as soon as I heard the second click. I started to panic. I was so scared.
About 5 minutes later, I felt some kind of pressure upon my hands, like someone was holding them, but not like a human touch. I moved around a lot, hoping whatever it was would stop. But the pressure continued.
After, I could feel my bed covers moving, like someone was sliding onto the bed. I was so tempted to get up & pop a light on or something, or run into my grandmother's room, for comfort. Just was so terrifying for me.
When I woke up in the morning, I told my grandmother and grandfather all about it, as I'm half an orphan, my father died when I was 7. My Nan said that it could have been my father trying to comfort me as of such.
Although I was scared, I want this to happen again. As, if it was my father, I would like to communicate with him, let him know I'm happy and that I don't blame him for what he did. That I love him, miss him and it would have been good to have him here today.
I was so tempted to ask for a sign, but I know next time, I will.