I woke up the other night I could hear someone breathing I mean sort of laboured breathing... they walked around the bed and sat right next to me.. I felt the matress indent as they sat

It was dark and I was scared so I didn't look just closed my eyes tight and eventually I must have fallen asleep again..
.was it a dream?.....bloody hope so

Hope yours was too

I've always been interested in meta physics and studied it for half my lifetime . Also unexplained happenings and have spoken to many folk and even had what I call spiritual or unexplained experiences .

I know the mind can play tricks and also the difference between dreaming lucid dreaming and being awake aware and seeing something in a flash which is solid and real . Then our mind will try to tell us its imagination.

Strange happenings indeed. It takes me back to when we were children and we moved into a three-bedroomed council house just around the corner from a small very dark copse that everyone knew as the name of a man. It was always used as a short-cut to and from town.

Because there were only three bedrooms, my parents of course had one, I had the small box room, and my brothers, aged 6, 7, 8, 10, 11 and 12, all shared the third and largest bedroom, that accommodated two double beds, sleeping three to a bed.

One early morning at around 2 am, we were all awoken by one of my brothers (aged 10 at the time) shouting out for Mum. He was hollering so much that I followed both Mum and Dad into the boys’ room to see what all the noise was about. He had woken everyone up and there were some very grumpy faces looking at him and wondering what on earth was wrong.

He insisted that he had woken up (his spot for sleeping was always on the outside furthest from the wall) to see the dark figure of a man standing there staring into his face. He said he was wide awake and so scared that upon seeing this figure, he threw the sheets over his head and then grabbed hold of our little 6 year old brother who always slept in the middle, and threw him over himself so he himself would be in the middle of the bed and our little brother would be in the line of fire! He then said that he slowly lifted the sheets off his head to see if the figure had gone, but it was still there, still staring straight at him! He threw the sheets back over his head..

That’s when he started shouting for our Mum,who came running into the room followed by Dad and me. Of course, the first thing she did was switch the bedroom light on, and of course there was nothing there. He wouldn’t go back to sleep though until he was allowed to sleep next to the wall and furthest away from the outside of the bed, and that remained his permanent place in the bed from then on.

My brother was never allowed to forget what a cowardy custard he was for having a nightmare, thinking it was real yet ready to sacrifice his little brother to save his own skin! He swore blind for years that he was fully wide awake though.

It didn’t help either when Mum informed us years later when we were teenagers, that she and Dad didn’t know that the small dark copse we all used every day and known by all by a man’s name, was the name of the man who lived in our council house before the tenants prior to us, and had hanged himself from a tree in the copse - hence the name of the copse, it was named after him!!

Certainly made us think twice at the time about what he claimed he saw that early morning!
Scared me for a long time because I slept on my own in my little box room.

That would be very worrying. I'm not sure I could have slept there any more tbh.

Nothing ever happened there again LD, thank goodness.

Yes, I dream that sort of thing sometimes.

I regularly dream about being back at school with all my class mates and we are normally on some sort of school trip. Of course, they all look like they did back then.

So you got the box of 'Cadburys Milk Tray' I left then Summer....

That sounds very scary summer, to feel the bed indent too. I assume that the 'person' was upright

May I suggest you leave the lemonade alone before you go to bed, dongle?

If I was your missus, I'd whack you with me rolling pin, that'd keep you quiet till morning.

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Being more serious, Yes, I do believe some of us get 'visits', and it doesn't have to just be at night either.
I don't doubt it for a moment.