I have always been afraid of the dark since I was around 8 years old, (I am semi still afraid of the dark even now at 26 years old). When I would go get ready for bed, my mom was always in the kitchen which was right down the hall from my bedroom so I could see into part of the kitchen. My mom was usually in there until she was done washing the dishes anyway.
I was always told from a young age that I had to shut off my light in my room and there was nothing to be scared of so I kept my door wide open so I could see the light from the kitchen while my mom was in there. I was always fixated on staring down the hall, wondering when the light was going to be turned off and that was usually when I would freak out because everything was pitch black and I would grab my covers and put them over my head.
So after my mom turned the light off she went to bed and I immediately put the covers over my head since I was extremely afraid of the dark. I remember always feeling something in my room that got close to my covers like something was breathing on me and I would be unable to move. This would happen every night over the course of a few years, the same thing over and over. I couldn't tell my parents since they would probably laugh about it and tell me it was my imagination.
It wasn't until I reached my preteens that I started to shut my door when I was going to sleep but I now kept my lamp on as it made me feel safer and more secure. This presence was still lurking in my house yet I never felt it in my room anymore but I could hear it walking around my house when everyone was sleeping.
One night in particular that I remember I had to go to the bathroom and I kept telling myself nothing is there just open the door. Well, as soon as I got off my bed to walk to my door, I heard the breathing behind my door and tapping, this maybe lasted about a minute. As soon as I didn't hear it anymore I grabbed my doorknob to open the door and I took off like a jet into the bathroom and closed the door.
I went to the bathroom and washed my hands, then I went for the doorknob and put my ear to the door to see if I could hear anything. It was silent so I opened the door and briskly walked back to my bedroom. Now when I got to my room and turned around to close the door, I saw someone standing in my hallway. It was a man and he was wearing a jacket and a very old hat, I couldn't make out his face. I was frozen in fear as this thing was coming towards me. I quickly shut my door, locked it and jumped on top of my bed and stared at the door for the entire night.
That was the first and last time I have seen it in my parents' house. I am not sure what to make of this. All I know I was not imagining it.
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Your so very welcome 😊.In order to help myself fall asleep I too watch tv, or meditate. It helps. But complete silence and darkness I prefer. What could help you with your fear also, I forgot to add was Earplugs. They drown out the noise ie creaks bumps in the night etc. I did that for a while to until I was comfortable enough without them.