I always wanted to write about the shadow people. I had an instance where I was sleeping beside my husband. I felt someone standing over me and I opened my eyes and a moppy hair little boy was standing over me. He wasn't a real boy like the kind we see in our daily lives. He was made up of black fog and for the first time in my life I sat up and screamed scaring him back into the closet. My husband sat up and comforted me. It happened again a year or so later. I was sleeping. The house was quiet and my husband was working. I knew something was beside my bed and when I opened my eyes a black shadow being was standing over me with it's hand on my chest. Before I could scream I fell back asleep and woke up hours later. One time I was sleeping under the covers and I felt something enter the room and put it's hand on my chest. My chest glowed. In between awake and asleep I moaned and the thing, whatever it was, I didn't see it, scurried out of the room. I wonder occasionally if aliens are studying me.