It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra.

Finger nails. Back in high school I woke up around 3 a.m. and could feel someone laying next to me in my bed.

I do not have any younger siblings and I've always had my own bedroom.

I assumed it was one of my dogs sleeping with me until I realized whoever it was was much heavier than either of my dogs were.

Then I felt whatever it was start to stroke my hair and I immediately thought it was my mom who sometimes sleepwalks and comes in my

room late at night. Then I realized whatever it was had very long fingernails so there's no way it could be my mother and definitely not my father at this point I was kind of convinced I was dreaming until I felt whatever was next to me get off the bed and stand up I finally dare to turn over and look at it. Whatever it was, stood

up, began to walk from my bed toward the door to my bathroom. It walked in front of three windows

that were facing my bed, and as it walked past them, it blocked out the light coming in from the street.

It looked humanoid, and was very tall, very thin, and very black. It freaked the hell out of me. I convinced myself I was dreaming and I fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning and tried to tell myself it had just been my mom's sleepwalking and the light from the windows had distorted her shape.

But then I remembered something.

My parents were out of town and I was home alone. Silver Voice.

Back when I was around seven years old, I had a walk-in closet that faced directly in front of my bed.

One night as I was going to sleep, I see a light coming from the closet.

I assume I just left the light on since I used to always change for the bed in the closet.

I had weird habits as a kid. As I was

getting up from the bed, the door slowly creaked open. I decided to hide

underneath the safety of my sheets, and then I waited and waited. Finally I gathered up enough courage to

peek out from the safety sheets and to this day I still can't find a word or

idea that comes close to what I felt. I'll try to explain it though.

Basically, imagine being so scared that you can't move, but you don't know why, just sheer terror down your back. But at the same time, you're overwhelmed with the greatest

sense of love, peace, and hope to the point you want to uncontrollably cry from pure

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