I was 8 or 9 living with my aunt and uncle and their kids in Daly City, Ca. My room was downstairs and I hated it down there, it was creepy.
One night, about 1am I woke to see a darkman standing in my doorway, I could not move scream or anything, except sweat my little butt off and listen to my heart banging in my chest. He stood there not too long. I closed my eyes and then opened them again, he was not standing in the doorway anymore, but in fact he was lying next to my bed and breathing hard and loud. If I hadn't gone to the bathroom before bed I probably would have wet myself.
I told a friend and she went and told our teacher, well the teacher called my aunt and told her I was "disturbed". I went to see a shrink they found me to be "normal" but then again I never told them what I saw.
I moved in with my Grandma a couple of years later, then my aunt's kids started to hear the darkman walk up and down the stairs listened to him in the next room where my middle cousin use to sleep before going into the navy.
The youngest cousin would hear him in the next room snoring, moving about and even stood in front of her doorway. Then many years later, my cousins were all grown up, but one of her son's with his family came to live with her. They all experienced it.
One night I had a dream of the darkman, he was holding my little second cousin in the garage, he wanted me back, and I agreed to go back if he would let my little cousin go. End of dream... I called my aunt to warn her something may happen I told her about my dream.
My little cousin told her about the same dream earlier that morning. So, does the DARKMAN EXIST? HELL YES AND IF YOU DON'T BELEIVE, THEN YOU HAVEN'T GONE THROUGH IT...