Okay, I'm back ... for those who enjoyed my stories. One more about my cousin, then I'll go back to my own experiences. This one is about my cousin's experience, so I'll tell it from his point of view -- references to "I" and "me" are actually referring to his experience.
It was the summer of 1987 or 1986. My cousin's family had just moved to California for only a couple of months now. His family had gone back to Oregon for the strawberry season. If you were around during that time period, you would know what I am talking about.
Anyway, my cousin was the only one who stayed in the apartment for the summer. One evening, he called me to go over and keep him company for the night. He came over and picked me up.
That night, before going to bed, I went to take a shower. He was in the living room. To get to the bathroom, you have to go through the bedroom. It was a one-bedroom apartment, the type that had the bathroom built inside the bedroom.
Anyway, I went into the bathroom and started my shower. I started to shampoo my hair, with my eyes closed, of course. As I was lathering the shampoo into my hair, I felt someone's hand touch my chest. I opened to look, but the shampoo went into my eyes and started to sting them, so I quickly closed them. I quickly rinsed my hair, thinking that I was sure I locked the door. After rinsing my hair, I got out of the shower to make sure the bathroom door was locked. It was!
I forgot about the rest of the shower and just dried myself and came out. My cousin was still in the living room watching TV. I asked him if he came in the bathroom. He said no. He was watching TV the whole time. I told him what happened, so we just took off and went to sleep at my house.
The next night, I told him I didn't want to come back. He came back by himself though. At first, he tried to spend the night in the bed. That was when "it" came and "sat" on him. He saw it as a dark figure. He couldn't move at first, so he started to fight it. Eventually, he got free and went outside to his car. He went in the back seat and layed down to sleep. As he was starting to get sleepy though, he can see a dark shadow come to the side window at his feet. He fell asleep after that.
That night, he had a dream. He dreamed that there was a blonde American teenage girl came to him. She told him, "No matter where you go, how far you run, I'm going to chase you until I get you. I followed you from (blah blah city), Oregon."
The next couple of days, he called his family and they came back to move. They moved without saying anything about moving. When you have something like this chasing you, you're supposed to just say that you are going out for the moment and will be back later -- never about moving. It will follow you if you say you're moving.
After they moved, it disappeared.