I am 27 years old and I live in Ontario, Canada. I lived in a semi-detached house with my father, mother, little sister and baby brother. We moved to that house 17 years ago, and everything was going great. I was as happy as I could have been, finally in a house with a backyard to play in, grass tickling my toes, the fresh smell of lilacs nearby. No more apartments, it was exciting!
I shared a room with my sister and we had bunk beds, she had the top bunk and I had the bottom. We had our bed set up where our headboards were along one part of the corner and the right side of our bed was against the other. Our bedroom door was on the same wall as our headboards.
It was a night like any other night. We brushed our teeth, put our pj's on, gave our parents a goodnight kiss and headed off to bed. We kept our bedroom door open for some lighting that came from a night light that was plugged in the hallway.
I was fast asleep until I had this strange feeling that something was in the room watching me. I opened my eyes and turned my head to look at my left, and to my horror there was something there! Right up against the side of my bed! It was all black from what I could see. It had long pointed ears that stuck up off the top of its round head, large glowing red eyes, and its claw-like hands were resting on the edge. I'm not sure as to how tall the creature was but all I could see was from the chest up. As soon as it noticed that I was looking at it, it smiled at me! A massive smile, with sharp pointed yellow teeth. It dug its claw-like hands into the bedding and just kept smiling.
My heart started to race and my breathing intensified. I couldn't move, couldn't run, couldn't scream. The creature knew it had me trapped, and it smiled even wider. I was so scared that tears started to blur my vision. I had to do something, I had to move. Then all of a sudden for some reason I was able to pull the covers over my head and turn away from it. I kept whispering ever so softly "Go away, go away" And just like that I was out cold once again.
When I awoke the following morning, my head was throbbing, and it felt wet at the back. I placed my hand on the area and a wave of burning pain came rushing in. I looked at my hand and it was covered in blood! I ran to the kitchen crying to my father as he was preparing us breakfast. He noticed the blood on my hands and asked if I had fallen out of bed.
He took a look at the back of my head and was in shock at the amount of blood. He rushed me to the bathroom and washed off as much as he could. My father told me there were tiny gashes forming into what looked like teeth marks. He brought me to the hospital right away and had a doctor take a look at it. The doctor had no idea as to what it was or what could have caused it, but it indeed looked like a bite. He explained to my father that it was very badly infected and that stitches weren't needed. I was given some sort of ointment for it and had to place it on the wound twice a day, every day. After a couple of weeks or so, chunks of my scalp started coming off and produced such an awful smell that went on for almost 6 years.
My family and I have moved out of that house 4 years after that night, and not once did I see it again. Well, until the first night in our new home that is. I had my own room now, my bed was in a corner again, but the left side was against the wall. The window was across the room to my right and my bedroom door was near the foot of my bed. I was asleep, and once again I had that feeling something was watching me. I opened my eyes sat up right away and noticed that creature again. This time it was outside my house, sitting on a tree branch looking right at me.
It just sat there for a few minutes and I was able to get a better look at its form. It appeared to be about 3 feet in height and almost humanoid. Its left arm was resting on the branch slightly above it, with the right one at its side. The legs were swinging back and forth and then it jumped out of the tree in just a flash. I ran over to the window as quickly as possible and closed the curtains, then ran back to my bed and hid under the blankets again.
That was the last time I saw it, and it bothers me not knowing what it was and as to what did it do to the back of my head? I hope someone here can please let me know if they have seen a creature like this and/or have experienced anything similar.
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Babygoatpuller - if small chunks of scalp came off it would not show bone. There are many layers of scalp. That's what dandruff and various other skin conditions are.
RedWolf - that's a very good point about the fact that she would not be allowed to leave the hospital. I went to the hospital with an unknown infection and was isolated (in a room with all glass on two sides) for a week, but I did not see an infectious disease doctor after I left the hospital. However, we all know that sometimes (often, in fact) doctors screw up. I can name several instances, but let's just stick to the biggies: my mom complained of feeling sick & tired for years - was referred to a psychiatrist (she didn't go) - actually had cancer (found too late, only after you could see jaundice in her face & eyes). The same thing happened to my Dad (had Celiac disease - he also died), and me (had protruded discs in my neck - C4-5 & C4-6) - doctor didn't believe me about pain. All different doctors. Yet another doctor almost DESTROYED the remainder of my kidneys because this new doctor didn't believe me when I said I had severe CKD (chronic kidney disease). The files weren't transferred yet, and he sent me for an MRI to confirm what I had told him (my kidneys had both shrunk). On the MRI form they wrote "no" to kidney disease. Had I not stopped them, the hospital would have given me a fluid (to help see the MRI) that would have destroyed the remainder of my kidneys - probably killing me. So you can never really rely on what a doctor will / won't do.