This story takes place when I was young, in the early 90's. I don't really know how long this happened for because I experienced this more than once.
I would be lying in my bed and look at the ceiling and see a face. It wouldn't just be a two-dimensional shape of a face, it would actually stick out a couple of inches to about the ears and it was always the same material of the ceiling which was obviously plaster, although the eyes did look like regular (organic) eyes. It would stare at me with big, wide eyes and talk but I could never hear what it was saying.
At one point during these experiences, I had too much of it and went to my sisters room and slept on her floor. After sleeping for some time I woke up and there it was again. I woke my sister up and asked her if she saw it too and she did. Now the both of us were freaked out so we went to our parent's room and slept in their bed with them with the face staring at us all night with wide eyes, silently mouthing out something we couldn't hear.
I don't remember if we asked our parents if they saw it too but now that I think about it, I think I taught myself to not look at the ceiling at night and do not to this day. The strange thing is that I'm almost completely sure that our house isn't haunted. That's the only experiences we had.
My parents built our house so we know nobody died in it and there has been no house built on this land previously. To this day I don't know what this was.
Very cool that someone else experienced it.
It was exactly as you explained, an extension of the ceiling material. And it would talk and talk and talk but I never had any idea what it was saying.
I wouldn't believe this story if I hadn't seen him many times myself. Never really told anyone about it or ever thought too much about it because it was so long ago.
Very interesting your sister saw it too. Makes me wonder if when id cry and my mother would come in, I wonder if she could have seen it.
In fact I do absolutely remember her over my crib and the face still being on the ceiling right above her, but I was too young to talk or point etc.
Do humans lose a connection to another dimension as they age?
Or did she simply just never look up.
I personally believe that this had to be a 4th dimensional being.
Really happy I'm not the only one who experienced it, but now I really want to know what it was.