Something woke me. At first I didn’t know what it was and I kept perfectly still, listening. The room was very dark but the light from the moon shining though the window brightened it slightly. My sister slept in her bed pushed against the other wall, forming a right angle to mine. Suddenly, I froze in fear. I saw the black outline of a man sitting on the edge of the dresser, not two feet from me. I was petrified but did not move or even barely breathe, for fear that he would notice me and kill me. He never moved nor made a sound, but, by his menacing presence, I knew that he would kill me if he became aware of me, so I stayed frozen, not moving, barely breathing. I don’t know how long I laid there looking at him, hoping that he wouldn’t see me and I would survive. When I awoke the next morning, he was gone. Over the next couple of weeks I had two or three more terrifying visits from the man, always at night, always after I awoke from sleeping. One morning when I awoke after an encounter, I lay in bed, looking toward my dresser where he always sat. I started in surprise! The man was there! But he wasn’t a man at all. He was the North and South American continents on my world map!