One night I woke up I saw a man in a suit with grey hair (I could point him out in a crowd) stood next to my bed, I didn't close my eyes or lay back down I simply ran into my parents room to tell my mum what happened. Next, my mum told me to go back to sleep so I went back into my room and checked for the man but found no one so I got back into bed and tried to sleep. This has happened before but I saw a different person at the end of my bed around 10 years ago. That night was the first night I didn't lucid dream. What happened? it felt really real and my mum even asked me about what happened the next morning