I was living with my mum and dad at the time. Only a little girl at the age of 7. My mum and dad sent me and my younger sister to bed about 7:30, but we never went to sleep at that time. We stayed awake for a little while watching a video, when it happened.
We were just watching TV, when all of a sudden the bedroom door slammed shut.
Me and my sister just thought it was the wind, but then we thought it couldn't be because the windows all around the house were closed.
We thought it could've been the wind coming through the letter box… then the whole room went freezing cold.
So, me and my sister got into the same bed to keep warm. Suddenly the TV turned itself on to standby. That’s when we got scared. We turned to each other, then turned back to the TV.
We saw a tall man standing in front of us. He was tall, thin and wore a big black cloak. When we blinked and looked back to where he was, he was gone… disappeared.
The TV turned back on and mum came in the room. We tried telling her what had happened, but she told us it was a dream.
We knew it wasn't because the room was still icy cold to us.