I encountered a "Dark Angel" when I was around eleven years old. Just before falling asleep I saw a tall dark figure standing in the corner of my room. He was around 6'2, with a long black coat and a black top hat, but I couldn't make out his face. I was afraid of my own shadow at the time but I didn't feel any fear at all. In fact, I felt as though he was smiling at me, even though I couldn't see his face.
My twin brother and I slept in the same bed nearly every night of our lives, yet this night my parents decided that we should start sleeping separately. We never left each other's side and I don't think I had more than one minute to myself before that night. I let my brother take the top bunk and I took the bottom, even though I was scared as hell and I didn't want him to be scared.
I had an elementary school teacher at the time, Mr. Roberson at Lankershim Elementary, who would give me an extremely warm smile when I answered a question in his class. I felt the same kind of feeling coming from this being. I felt as though he were proud of me for some reason. I stared at him for a full minute, then wiped my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things. Reality started sinking in on me that this shouldn't be happening, so I pulled the covers over my head for about another minute. When I pulled them back down, he was still there.
At this point I was ready for the experience to end, so I yelled out for my Dad and the figure slowly turned around to face the corner of my room and walked right through the wall. I'm 37 now and it still feels as if it happened yesterday. I don't believe in religion but I do believe in good and evil. This guy was not evil. I believe that he just wanted me to know that he was watching over me and I still feel a sense of comfort from the feeling that he gave me. Needless to say, my brother and I slept together from then on out. That is until we grew out of it...