When I was little (around 5-6 years old) I see a shadow of a man in my closet and on my wall. The first time I remember seeing him woke up and saw the shadow on the wall. I remember I moved everything off my nightstand that was I front of my nightlight to see if something was making the shadow. I looked back up and it was still there. I remember calling for my mom who ran into the room and followed my finger that was pointing at it. My moms just looked at it and said "go away. You're scaring her." And the next time I blinked it was gone. She told me it was just my dead Grandpa watching over me because the shadow had a big hat and that's what he would always wear.
I just learned about The Hat Man the other day from a friend and now I'm pretty convinced that's who it was.