A person in the room

I live with my parents, even though I'm already 20 years old. Sometimes it happens that both parents work the night shift, and I have the apartment entirely to myself. One of those nights, I woke up in the middle of the night and felt profusely sweating under the covers. I wanted to throw them off, but I couldn't—my body felt like it was filled with lead. My first thought was that I'd finally experienced sleep paralysis, but I was surprised to find that I could move my head, albeit slightly. Five minutes passed, and my body still wouldn't obey me. I began to make an effort to move. Soon I managed to "rock" my body a little, and, as if freeing myself from heavy shackles, I rolled over onto my back with relief. I saw a tall human figure standing in the middle of the room. I couldn't see a face or clothing—only a silhouette. And it had a strange smell, reminiscent of damp earth mixed with sweat. I lay there and stared at him for a few seconds, afraid to move. But when he silently moved toward my couch, I couldn't take it anymore: I screamed, jumped out of bed, ran out into the hallway, and slammed the door shut, blocking it with a dresser.

Having calmed down a bit, I turned on the light and drank some tea. Deciding it had been a dream or perhaps sleep paralysis, I headed into my room. I pushed the dresser aside and calmly opened the door, when out of the darkness, a hand landed on my shoulder, pinning me hard to the floor...

I woke up in the room of a friend who lived in a rented apartment next door. I was wrapped in a blanket and wearing only my underwear; my friend told me I'd woken him up half an hour earlier with the intercom and was behaving like a man who'd just escaped from a torture chamber. When dawn broke, I returned home and, of course, found nothing. But since then, I've been feeling very uneasy in my own room—sometimes in the evenings or at night, I feel a strange presence again. I'm planning to move to my own apartment soon, even if it's a rented one. I just hope the same thing doesn't happen again...