I was lying in bed and suddenly my room became brighter...but only slightly. I rolled over and stared at the wall. Shadows danced across the walls, and the room changed from dim to dark, then back again. I could have sworn I heard whispers floating inside the room, bouncing off the walls and into my head. I built up the courage to roll over, and what I saw terrified me. A dark figure stood in my room. It seemed to mix with the air itself. It had no outline, no face, not even a figure. It came into and out of focus, as if it was there, but not. I could tell it was looking at me by the way its head was turned. Shivers raced up and down my body. I didn't know what to do. I was too scared to move, to even blink. I just sat there, staring at this thing in my room. Then the air rippled, and the dark figure disappeared. I turned my light on and lied there, curled up against the wall, my body filled with horror. I didn't sleep, my fear kept me awake. Sometimes I could have sworn I saw him out of the corner of my eye, but I just kept telling myself, "It's my head playing tricks on me, that's all. It's just in my head."