I remember the following experience to this day. Once as a young child (before I was in school), I awoke in my bed to see this tiny, grayish colored pony with powdery moth wings that flit about like a humming-bird's wings that was about the size of a small kitten. It kept flying towards my face, and I would frantically bat at it with my hands. I knew it wasn't my imagination, because I could actually feel it as I hit it. Several seconds later, I blinked and I saw it backing off. I looked at my hands and could faintly see grayish powdery stuff similar to the residue of a moth's on my fingertips. I ran into my mom's room across from my room. I was staring down the hall and I saw it perched upon the top of my door, staring at me. I kept telling my mom what I saw, and I'd point to where I saw it, and she kept telling me there was nothing there. I eventually calmed myself down and went to sleep.

Another time as a child, I awoke to see my door wide open with a strange figure in the doorway. I wasn't of physical matter. I could tell it was made of light. It looked like tiny little groups of yellowish light grouped together to form a body. I could make out a head, shoulders, and the rest just blurred together the closer to the floor it got.

I also remember hearing footsteps but seeing nobody right outside my open door from which I could see directly out of. As soon as the footsteps had completely faded away, I walked to my doorway and saw weird, randomly sprawled foot indentations on the carpet where I had heard it.

One last one I can remember was half awaking to seeing something strange that had no physical embodiment or shape. It just seemed to be a strange groups of white specks of this misty looking light that seemed to be flat and grouped together like a sheet. For some unknown reason, it seemed to invoke a lot of fear within me. I can't explain why, but my whole body began to feel paralyzed, and I couldn't speak or breath as well. I tried screaming or growling at whatever it was to scare it off, but all I could was breath heavily, trying to let out a scream or growl. As I did that, the light from it began to become a little bit more intense and it slightly rattled as if somebody was holding a sheet from above and jiggling it, then it just faded away after about 30 seconds or so.

Another time as a child I was staring at my ceiling with the lights out. I began to see dark gray clouds form on top of the ceiling. They soon darkened into a deep black and slowly began to rise up higher and higher, making my ceiling look really far away into the sky, then it slowly went back down to it's normal distance from me and the clouds faded away.