TIt happened, I was about six years ancient, and my brother Dave was not even born. I lived in an apartment, and I and my family slept in the same room. I slept on the lower bed, my brother Paul at the top, and my mother and dad were on a double bed. The window was directed to my bed. Around 5:00 in the morning I woke up, the room was black and I only heard that rain on the window. There was no entrance through the window, so there was no way that no person could get in the back. I couldn't sleep, so I looked around and looked at the window only for a second, I couldn't take what I saw, but my heart jumped quickly. It was there that looking at the window was a man's face. I couldn't say Rysy, but he looked incensed, and his lips were open and his eyes were huge. It seemed that they were looking at me and I stared at him, I didn't scream because I couldn't. I pulled the covers on my head and threw myself. He was still there. I looked at my mother and dad, they slept. I decided not to look at him again. I just pulled me on the covers, closed my eyes tightly and stopped there. The next morning I told my mother that she laughed and said: “Ok, I would get curtains.”
