When I was a teenager, I used to see things in my bedroom every night before I fell asleep. Tiny dots of light that would fly around the room, shadows darker than the rest of the night moving around up near the ceiling and in the corners of the room. I went top sleep every night with the blanket pulled over my head. I still do it like 35 years later out of habit. I woke up with the classic shadow person sitting down on the foot of my bed once. But that wasn't the worst one.
I had woken up one night, I was about 16 at the time maybe, and noticed the hall light was on outside my bedroom. Which never happened. Nobody was awake at night at my house. I went back to sleep and had a nightmare and woke up again . The second time I woke up I was on my side facing the wall. I don't know how I knew this, but I knew somebody was standing next to my bed. I had my back to him. I thought it was a robber or rapist or something. Not a spook of any kind. That hadn't even crossed my mind, I don't know why. I knew he/it was there, somehow. I thought to myself, this is bad. I'm in a bad position here. I'm going to have to fight this guy, but he's standing right there, I'm laying down, I have my back to him. I haven't got a chance. The best plan I could think of at the time was to roll over really slow onto my back, like I was still asleep. Maybe he'd not make a move on me. From my back I could open my eyes a bit, get a look at him, see if he has a weapon. Then jump up quick and it would be on. Seemed like a good idea at the time.
I rolled over and as soon as my back was flat against the bed it felt like he put his knee on my chest. It actually pushed me down. I had a water bed at the time and I felt myself sink down into it and I could hear the water slosh around. It didn't hurt, but the thing was definitely pushing me down. Then it hit me in the throat. That didn't hurt either, but I though it stabbed me in the throat. My ears instantly began to ring, like a loud continuous high pitch beep kind of tone that trailed off. Then the thing took off running out the door. I just opened my eyes in time to see it rush out my bedroom door. It was like a fast moving black blur darker than the night around it. I thought I was stabbed in the neck and I laid there wondering if I had 3 minutes to live or 30 seconds. I remember wondering about that. For whatever reason that thought didn't frighten me. More like I was just matter of factly curious or something. Then it occurred to me, my parents were across the hall, and my brother was in the next room over. I said to myself, I have to get up, and do what I can do with whatever time I have left. The funny thing was, I heard nothing more. It seemed like nothing was going on. And then I realized I wasn't stabbed. And eventually came to the conclusion this was just another one of the things in my room at night. And I went back to sleep maybe 10 minutes later.
Some people will say that's a sleep paralysis dream, but I wasn't paralyzed, and I don't think I was sleeping either. I never woke up after it, that I know of. I was always awake through the entire thing until eventually I got back to sleep again.