My husband "Joe" (not his real name) and I were married in May of 1998. In July of that year, Joe's uncle "John" died from injuries caused by a terrible car accident. Joe and John were very close and it hurt Joe very badly that he had lost one of the few people besides me that he was that close to.
The Monday after John died, Joe started working 3rd shift (10 pm til 6 am). That night at 1:11 am, I awoke to the sound of a man's heavy breathing. Being a VERY deep sleeper, I thought that Joe may have come home early. I turned over... and nobody was there. So, not really wanting to believe there was someone in there, possibly between me and my 7 month old daughter, I listened to make sure that I had mistaken my daughter's (who had a summer cold at the time) breathing for a man's. But as I listened, I realized there were 3 of us in the room!!
I slowly reached under the side of the bed and grabbed Joe's 22 rifle, and ,praying there was no one between me and the light switch, I jumped up and turned on the light. Of course, we were alone. I checked the house top to bottom before going back to bed.
The following 4 nights, it happened again, except the second night it happened at 2:22, 3:33 on the third and so on.
On Friday morning at 5:55, I'd had enough. When I was wakened by my nightly "visitor", I screamed, "John, I don't know what you want, but I don't think I can help you! You're scaring the crap out of me, so if there's something you need, wait til Joe gets home and tell him!!!" At that moment, I could have sworn I saw a black....figure??... that was about the size of John in a baseball cap (John was very short and was buried in a baseball cap, flannel shirt and jeans) wave, nod and disappear. I never told Joe because he would think I was crazy, but he did tell me that later in the week he'd had a dream about John and that he told him something to tell his wife "Mary".
So, do YOU think I'm crazy?!