I moved several times before I finally settled into a permanent place. One of many houses I lived in had two floors, and I had the entire bottom floor to myself. One night, my dog started barking and ran into my bedroom. He was barking at the door, but refused to go near it. I got up, checked the door, but when I didn't see anything I went back to bed after quieting my dog down. Sometime later, I woke up feeling uncomfortable and afraid for no apparent reasons. I curled up into a ball on my side and tried to get back sleep but was startled awake by the feeling of someone hugging me from behind. I couldn't move or scream, so I just closed my eyes as tight as I could and ran through every prayer I could remember in my head until I fell asleep again. I never figured out who, or what, was hugging me that night.
