This story actually happened back in May of 2006, just a few days before Mother's Day.
It was late that friday night, around 2:30 or 3 in the morning when I was just dozing off to sleep. Suddenly I felt or heard something say 'Help me.' Or what I believed was to be those words. At first I didn't pay any attention, but as a few minutes passed, I started to think there was a presence in the room with me.
My room was dark and there wasn't any type of light shining in. I just glanced over the left side of my bed as my gaze was drawn downward. The feeling was so strong that I actually said, "Hello?" But nothing really happened, so then I dozed off to sleep. It happened again on that Saturday night about the same time. I felt a presence in the room, though no words or sounds. Just that someone was there. I got a little scared and turned on a small lamp before falling to sleep.
What was really really odd though.. on that Sunday, Mother's Day, I had a phone call from an Aunt about 2:45 that afternoon. She told me that another one of my Aunt's was dead. I was shocked. I won't go into detail about her death, except that it sounded pretty bad. They say she had a stroke and died in her kitchen. As she lived alone and didn't often have visitors it had been a couple of days before she was found. Which is the most scary part, I think she died on the same day that I had the visitation. It was almost surreal as I realized the connection.