I started seeing visitors at night when I was 17. I’m sure they were there before then but that’s when I started waking up to them. First it was shapes like animals. I woke up to see the shadow of a cat hop up by my face, then jump back down. I saw the impression in the bed, same as when the next one came. I was so convinced it was our cat and was confused how it got in my basement room, with the door closed. I got up and looked everywhere, but no cat. I told no one for a long time. I lived in a Christian home and knew what I needed to keep hidden.
One of the next ones, around the same time I had a dream about a storm, my death and getting my color, I woke to find a being sitting on the edge of my bed. They were all shadow. But a humanoid figure. Where they sat, the bed dipped down just like it would for us. I felt myself sit up but was also still laying down. I was in distress during those days and did not know what was happening to me, between the dreams and visions. This being embraced me with their shadowy arms. I felt more love than I have ever experienced in this realm. They said something like, “it’s going to be ok. We love you. We are here.” And then I laid back down and went back to sleep. I remember it like it was yesterday.