This happened when I was very young and to this day it still sends shivers down my spine. At time we were living in Temperance Michigan, my childhood house.
One night my mom was sleeping when she was awoken by a woman standing by her bed. The woman stood there and said check on Aaron quick. My mom said she was kind of dazed just being woken. She said that it took her a few seconds to actually check on me. She came into my room and found me with a blanket rapped around my head and blue in the face. I lived as you can tell but for some reason this story and the whole incident still really disturbs me.
I was playing and at the time. I thought that if I could block all the little passages with the blanket that I would be hidden. Hey I was like four years old. I was confused as to why my mom was so scared at the time.
Later I found out that a lady died in my sister's room. She died peacefully in her sleep. It was always cold in her room.
I always have a feeling I am being watched in that house not the creepy feeling I get when I am around ghosts but more of someone is keeping you safe thing.
That's my story and I still can not figure out why it gives me the creeps to think about it.