So this is me and my families creepy encounters.

So I was like 2 or 3 when this started. My brother was 1(so I was probably 3) and he slept downstairs while me and my parents slept upstairs, the only rooms upstairs were bedrooms. Every night my brother would call out to my parents and mum would go down and make sure he was okay and every night after calling mum my brother would spend the rest of the night in their bed. One night it happened again and my mum decided to sleep in my brothers room so he wouldn't scratch her, when my mum woke up she couldn't breath, couldn't move. She continually called out, "STOP IT!" until she could breath again, after that she didn't hesitate to let my brother sleep in her bed.

Another creepy thing with my brothers room was, that one night we were having a party with the neighbors on the street, (we lived down an avenue) I was getting tired, I'm like around 3, my mum took me upstairs to my room, half way up the stairs I look down and yell, "NO! NOT YOU!" my mum being terrified yelled, "Yeah Not You!" and ran up the stairs to put me in my bed. I have no memory of what it was, but my mum remembers everything.