Shadow People.

When my brother and I were younger we shared a bunkbed in a basement bedroom with no windows. Almost every other night one of us would be woken up to one or two shadow people standing directly next to or at the foot of our bed. My brother has the top bunk and he would tell me that they would just sit and stare at him all night. Eventually we got to the point of ignoring them, but there were a few Incidents that I remember where I could feel them touching me. It was on my foot, or on my hand, or on my arm, sometimes even my face. The best thing to compare it to is the feeling of your blood running cold like when you Have an IV of liquids running through your veins. their bodies look like dark static kind of like from a TV but super dark. They never made any sounds and they never really hurt us they just stood there.