So i was 6 at the time... and my mom went to kiss me goodnight. When she closed my door, i tried to go to sleep as usual. Suddenly i heard feet shuffling on the carpet. I lifted my head to see a pitch black silhouette of a man at the foot of my bed. The only thing i could notice is that he had on a cap with some overalls. His hands were up as if he were trying to grab me. I was too scared to scream, so i put the covers over my head and fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night (approximately 3:27am) and heard heavy breathing, the same place at the foot of my bed. I lifted my head one again to see that same silhouette, this time his face was up to mine. It’s like his body was away from me but it stretched it’s neck up to my face. I couldn’t scream. I felt some sort of evil presence. I had a crucifix at my closet which was in my view, and i saw it turn upside down. I watched the silhouette stretch away from my face and back to where the rest of the body was. I finally gained the motivation to put the covers back over my head. When I woke up the next morning, my crucifix was gone. The man was gone. I told my mom what happened the next day and she went silent. She quickly changed the subject. When I got a little older, I thought it was sleep paralysis. It couldn’t have been because I could move, and I’ve seen the silhouette a few more times. I was sitting in the living room (11 at the time) and I saw him walk down my dark hallway and slam the front door shut. It didn’t make a noise since a screen door was in front of it, but I screamed and called my mom which was outside. She ran in and said she didn’t hear me scream. Another time I was at a friend’s house (12 at the time) and I saw the same silhouette at the foot of her bed. I woke her up as he was still there at pointed at him. She said she didn’t see anything, but I was looking dead at him. He suddenly vanished through the door....