On October 11, 2008, I went to bed after watching a horror movie called Somebody Help Me (with Omarion and Marques Houston starring in it). The movie ended around midnight and soon afterwards I fell straight to sleep in my room.
Then about 2 hours later, I felt I was half dreaming and half awake and I could see my room and I was aware of everything as if I hadn't been sleep but just laying there in the dark. I was lying in my bed on my stomach with the covers up to my face (how I usually fall asleep or should I say how I usually sleep).
I had the impression, that I was awake and not dreaming. It felt so real to me and I could feel a presence. I felt that the presence had intentionally woke me up so I could acknowledge that it was there. I looked up at my closet door, which is kind of facing my bed; I always keep my closet door open, never closed. On the top of the closet door I saw a dark hooded figure sitting there, looking my way and its right hand it was holding a long shaft-like thing. Although I could not see its face because it was just dark, it was as if it had no face. And what made that uncanny to me, was that I knew it was looking at me.
So, while I was still laying down with my blanket over me all these thoughts were going through my head. Should I scream, get up, etc? I thought about getting up but it never really fathomed me to actually get up and run out of the room.
I'm guessing because I have a 2 year old daughter who sleeps with me every night so I wouldn't dream of ever leaving her alone in a situation of that sort. (THE FACT THAT I WAS ACTUALLY CONTEMPLATING THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD ALARMED ME. THAT I COULD VERY INDEED BE KIND OF AWAKE BECAUSE WHENEVER I HAVE BAD DREAMS IT'S LIKE I KNOW THAT I'M DREAMING. I JUST TELL MYSELF TO WAKE UP IN MY DREAM AND I DO. THIS SITUATION WAS AS IF I WAS ALREADY AWAKE SO I DIDN'T EVEN THINK TO SAY WAKE UP). And while still looking at it, although it said nothing, I knew that it was sensing my upcoming fear as if it could read my thoughts. It never spoke to me but I knew what it was thinking.
For some reason, I knew that it was getting pleasure from sensing my fear and lack of knowledge of not knowing what the thing was and why it was there.
Me as a person, I loathe being frightened especially at night when I'm feeling helpless, so eventually my terror turned into anticipated anger because it knew that it was really getting to me.
I do not remember speaking, but I do remember having thoughts in my head about Jesus. I was saying things about Jesus in my head and trying to quote some verses from the bible, angrily at the apparition. When I'm mad, I'm feisty and I'm not going to fall back ever in an argument until I know I've won. I was communicating with the thing through my head. I was thinking loudly in my head in Jesus name leave me alone etc.
Then I remember drifting back to sleep unafraid. I could kind of sense that it felt struck dumb with taciturn thoughts because I wasn't paying any mind to it anymore. When I woke up around 6:00 AM it was not there.
I am 19 years old and twice before in the past year I had similar dreams but this time was actually more pleasant compared to the other two times.
In those 2 times, I had the same dream twice and everything I felt in that one I also felt it in this situation. Except in this situation the black hooded figure was in the air floating. It had its wavy arms/hands pointing towards me as if it was putting some kind of spell or something over me. My whole body felt numb. You know how it feels when your leg falls asleep; well that is what my whole body felt like. I wanted to scream for my mother but it was as if I could not, although I didn't really try