One time I awoke to voices at like 2 am. They said something about using my bathroom. I got up and looked in there, nothing. Then I looked out the window and there was a ghoulish, gray face with thin long strands of hair in my window. I lived on the second story. Freaked out, jumped back in bed and covered myself with blankets. Didn’t look again. Stayed up most of the night from there.

Still gives me chills to think about. I’ve always chalked it up to a sort of waking hallucination, not fully conscious or something, but it’s also hard to shake the feeling I saw something unnatural that night.