My blog it's not a horror story blog but, because many of my visitors
liked the werewolf story, I will post one more of these story.

An imaginative youg mind.

Needless to say, what I'm going to write it's not a fictional story,
but a real one. At least in my young mind it was. Indeed this also
happened, when I was a little kid (I don't know why, but the weirdest
things happens when we are young). It's something that I had kept for
myself and never told to anyone, because sounded coming from a nutcase
brain. Even today, when I think at it I get chills on my spine.

All started, when I was 12 may be 13 years old, one night while I was
asleep, I woke up feeling a presence in my bed. I couldn't see anything
around me but, I felt something was with me in my bed. I thought, it
was just my imagination, so i tried to fall asleep again. Minutes pass
by, but I wasn't getting any sleep. When I started to feel again the
presence of something in my bed. This time I felted it much stronger,
with my hand I scouted all around to see anything was there. Nothing! A
second latter, my feet felt for a brief moment something cold, a couple
more seconds passed by when distinctively, I sensed something was
moving near my feet. I scanned with my feet's tips my bed end, and
again I felt something. This presence was more distinct this time, at
my feet touch it was like jelly sensation, I got up in a seating
position on my bed, and I saw that something was really there, wasn't
just my imagination. My room was dark, illuminated with some feeble
lights getting from outside my city through the window, I could see
hardly, there was a small "half ball size" like, object at the bed end,
when it moved instantly toward me, in that moment I got panicky and
started screaming while springing in a standing position on my bead,
than jumping out from it reaching out the wall light switch. Now with
the lights on, I was trembling and shaking like a leaf in the wind
while looking toward my bed, that's when in the same time my parents
rushed in. My parents asked why I was screaming, "something it's in my
bed" I screamed, my father "are you crazy, there is nothing in your
bed", "please" I replay "check my bed" "you see nothing in here" while
he was removing my blanket and checking all the bed around, "nothing in
here, now go to bed and try to get some sleep", he was telling me while
was leaving the room. I started checking under and around my bed
frantically, looking for the thing hidden in some place. My mother, was
still standing near the door than came closer, and helped me in the bed
while were fixing the blanket she said, "your not to be afraid, was
just your mind that were imagining things",while she was caressing my
hair. That was not much of a comfort, so I asked her to stay with me,
because I was too afraid to fall asleep, "OK" she replay "I stay a few
minutes!". After half of a hour she was leaving, but telling me she was
going to leave the lights on. Of course I couldn't sleep even with the
lights on, only with the morning first light, I could finally fall at
sleep.

The day after I completely forgot the nightly event when was time again
to go to bed, I had no problem to fall asleep. My was a deep sleep, but
once again during that night I woke up felling that creepy thing was
there once again. I started praying, asking god to make the thing go
away, while all in a sudden that thing moved between my left flank and
my arm. Instinctively I jerked it with a violent blow, and angrily I
shouted at it " go away live me alone, I'm not afraid of you". My
reaction was dictated by an instinct for survival? I don't know how,
but my fear transformed in an unstoppable enragment towards the thing,
I sprinted to switch the lights on, and looked for the thing, this time
challenging it to show up, while telling it, I can die but i wasn't
afraid anymore. I couldn't see anything moving in my room, so I went to
check the bed all around, I moved the blanked, than the pillow even I
removed completely the sheets, finally pushed away the bed from it'
place. Nothing, anywhere I looked...nothing.
Feeling more courage, I fixed the bed and went to sleep, this time I
was ready if the thing showed up again to confront it. Struggling after
some time I felt to sleep again, till the day after without anymore
wake ups.

The following night something new happened, and I wasn't afraid at all
this time. I awoke feeling this time a new presence, something/someone
that I knew, something which made me feel safe, like there was nothing
to worry. I looked around, and impressed on the door I saw a human form
like, emitting a fluorescent light across my room. The light was
continuously changing, but in the same time keeping the human form
appearance, emanating from the light there was something assuring not
worrisome. Than I got up and seated on my bed. I was in a dream like
moment, frantically rubbing my eyes and see the light was really there,
or was a fruit of my imagination. It still was there, I felt it's
presence was real. When I went to check the light which was impressed
on the door, it disappeared. I went to sleep again without much fears
anymore. Some time later, my mother came in my room, I don't know if I
was still sleeping when I woke up, or I was already wake. She told me,
that her and my father were going to my grand father house, because my
grand father that night died. That was a real shock to me, now I
realized that light which I felt to know was.... my grandpa. I don't
know till these day, what relation if any, my grand father death had
anything to do with that thing, and most importantly if really
happened, or was my mind generating that event.

I guess, I'll never find out.