Staring Ghost

This happened I was about six, and my brother Dave wasn't even born. I lived in a flat, and me and my family all slept in the same room. I slept on the bottom bunk bed, my brother Paul on the top, and my mom and dad were over on the double bed. The window was facing my bed. About 5:00 am in the morning, I awoke, the room was black and all I could hear was the rain on the window. Outside the window, there was no entrance, so there was no way any person could have gotten in from the back. I couldn't sleep so I looked around, and I glanced over at the window just for a second, I couldn't take in what I saw, but my heart leapt quickly. Right there just looking in the window was the face of a man. I couldn't tell features, but he looked angry, and his mouth was open, and his eyes where huge. They seemed to stare at me, and I was staring at him, I didn't scream because I couldn't. I pulled the covers over my head, and peeped out. He was still there. I looked over at my mom and dad, they were fast asleep. I decided not to look at him again. I just pulled the covers over me, closed my eyes tight and stayed there. The next morning, I told my mom, she laughed and said, "Ok I'll get curtains".