I woke up in the middle of the night in my top bunk with my sister sleeping down below. I looked at the bedroom door and saw a spirit standing there, looking at me. She started walking towards me, arms outstretched. She wanted to get me. I turned and screamed, pulling the covers up over my head to try to hide. But I could still see her approaching the bed in my mind's eye. She was next to me now and she reached out to touch me. She grabbed hold of me, and it felt like she was violently shaking me, my bed, and my soul. My sister never felt anything from her bottom bunk. My mother heard me shrieking in terror and she ran in and saved me. I never told her what I saw. I just asked her to cover me up or to get me a glass of water, or I would ask to sleep with her. She would usually tell me wait an hour and if I was still awake, I could come sleep with her. So I would count to 600 (I was only 7) and then get up and go into her room. I would stand over her, watching her, hoping she would wake up and see me. If I had to touch her to wake her up, she was usually very startled and sometimes even yelled out loud, which scared me.