When I was about two or three years old ('96-'97-ish) I was in toilet training mode, minus the nappies. My parents were at that stage together and we were living in a reasonable sized town: Kawerau, New Zealand, the place were dad's side of the family live.
At the time, my bedroom was at the end of the hallway and my parents were in the next room on the right. It was night. We all headed off to bed.
For some strange reason I drifted back from sleep and woke up. I peered over to the bedroom door, which was at the end of my bed. Then all of a sudden there were these black pants just (I guess) casually walking into my room -- and it started talking. The pants had a male voice.
I can't remember what it said, simply because I was only two or three. I got such a fright that I threw my blankets over my head and said to myself forcefully, "Go to sleep, go to sleep." But what seemed like five minutes probably was 30 seconds.
Thinking the jean-like pants and disappeared, I thought I'd check to see if it had vanished. And what do you know! They were standing next to me and my bed still talking away. I just could not believe it at all.
Being so scared that I couldn't even speak, I once again threw the blankets back over my head and the noise of it talking just suddenly stopped. I finally got to back to sleep.
The very next morning, I walked into my parents' room and I think mum was in there making the bed. I asked her exactly like this: "Mum, do you have any black talking tarau?" (Tarau is the Maori word for pants.) She looked at me confused and was like "what?" as you would hearing your child say something like that. "Do you have any black talking tarau?"
"Ah... no. Why's that?" she answered. Dad walked in to the room and I asked him the exact same question, and he gave me the same response mum did.
"Why do you ask that, honey?" mum asked.
I replied, "Oh, because there was a black talking tarau that came into my room last night."
This has got to be my favourite paranormal-like story to tell. I have many more, but this one I remember like a kid's book.
