Not me but
my boyfriend.

When we first met, we lived in his parents basement (insert cheese hither) in the middle of a room was a double bed that in the days before he met me he slept in with his ex.

One night (and I should mention here that he has his own front door to the room because it's integral to the story) they were fast asleep and he woke up to a predictably dark room, when suddenly a hideous tiny man-imp creature with hideous features jumped out from under the bed onto him, screamed in a 'I'm a dead child resurected by satan' voice and proceeded to run out of the open door.

Closing his eyes he opened them again to the sound of his own screaming convinced it to be a very bad nightmare and promptly woke the bitch up. Only to see the door ajar...
(vampyre_gem has been dead since, Wed 9 Jul 2008, 15:29, Reply)