Quietly Watching

This is one of the two experiences that I have had, this one being my first when I was fairly young.

I don't remember how old I was exactly but I remember the experiences so vividly. The first house that I remember living in was in Auckland, New Zealand. I would have a few days a week where I could not fall asleep at all, I would hide under my blankets all night as I was so sure that I could hear someone walking in our kitchen or lounge room. I would either call out to my parents to come and comfort me or run as fast as I could to their room to leap onto their bed. This was always after a long thought process about whether I was brave enough to risk the very short journey to my parents' room.

The nights my mum would come to my room she would always reassure me that it was only the floors cooling down as they were wooden. I came to accept that and trust my mum.

The other nights where I was feeling brave though, I would sprint around the corner to my parents and hide in between them both. But every night I would do this I would stare at their open door and see a dark shadow watching, never moving just watching. The shadow was definitely a male figure and about a medium height. I never felt threatened but I was very young and was obviously very frightened.

Years later I still remember this so clearly, not only just seeing the shadow figure but how I felt. As I grew up I was always so interested in paranormal experiences and have defiantly believed.

After moving from this house I never had that same experience again. Any thoughts? Could it have been my young imaginative mind?

Thanks