So one night my wife, son, and I went to stay over at my wife's parents' house. It had gotten dark and my son(about 2 at the time) got sleepy so I decided to put him to bed. Let me try to explain the room to you(relevant for later).
The door opens on the right side of the room, immediately to your left is the light switch and the queen size bed is just beside that. Its a small room, just big enough for the bed and enough room to walk around the bed. The wall in front of the bed has a window. To the left of the bed is a closet with those weird accordion doors.
I'm laying in bed with the lights out with my son who is laying his head on my arm. He finally falls asleep, and I just lie there for a few minutes to make sure he is completely out.
Then out of nowhere I get this horrible feeling, goosebumps, hair standing up on my neck and arms. It was such an evil feeling. Have you ever got goosebumps up your scalp where it feels like your scalp is shrinking? I did that night, so bad in fact it literally felt like someone had a hand on my head squeezing it.
I was genuinely scared. Not so much for me, but for my son. Somehow I knew deep down if I turn away from my son, something bad will happen to him.
I thought if I could turn on the light I could grab my son and leave the room. So where I was on the bed, I could just barely touch the plastic bezel thing on the light switch. I was afraid to move because I knew if I did whatever this thing is, it will get my son. ( his head was on my arm this whole time)
So I finally chanced it. I jerked my arm out from my son and turned on the light. It honestly took a split second. When I turned back to grab him, he was at the bottom of the mattress, like something had pulled him from the top to the bottom in a split freaking second. And I know he didn't crawl down there because he was still fast asleep.
So I grabbed him up and we left the room and slept in the front room that night.
Something evil wanted my child...that is truly terrifying.