This is a true story that happened to my dad and starts out unexplainable. my dad (out of 5 kids being the youngest)always was the one experiencing wierd scary things.well one sunday night when he was about 13 his parents took him and his brothers and sister out to a movie.after they got home it was really late so his mom sent them all directly to bed without checking the place.my dad shared a room with his older brother mike who slept by the closet.well my dad is the person who can't sleep right away so he just would stare into the dark.all of the sudden he sees his closet door very slowly opening.he didn't see really anything come out except for a black shadow go across his brother.my dad just ran out of his bed and went to his parent's room and tried waking them up and told them but they didn't believe him and sent him back to bed.he stayed up the rest of the night wondering what the hell that was.the next morning his parents find out that the house was burglurized but i guess they didn't tell my dad on a count of they didn't want to frighten him more you know.so about several years later they go back to visit their parents and him and his brother are staying in the same room and same bed places.so they stayed up a while talking and yata yata.and my dad tells him about what happened and says that nobody beleived him.his brother goes "nick, i believe you.but that was no monster."(and not be in affence to anybody)back then was a place where alot of poor black people lived and i guess my dad's family was the only people who had alot more i guess.a black person had broken into their house and was like stealing and stuff and he didn't expect the family to get home so he just hid in my dad's closet and thought my dad was asleep so he thought he would just walk out.just imagine what would of happened if my dad would have screamed!