The following written confession was shared by username1987:

This is the story of our 'rainbow people.' I was woken up at about 3 a.m. to the sound of footsteps in our bedroom. They were heavy, shuffling footsteps. I opened my eyes, expecting to see my husband returning from the bathroom, but there was someone else there instead. The best way I can describe the man is that he was made of light. His body was lined with rainbow colors, almost like a hologram. He was standing at my husband's feet, with his hands on his own face, with his mouth wide open. He looked like he was screaming, but no noise was coming out. I sat up and stared. He was there for maybe 10 seconds, but it felt like forever."

I got up and slept on the couch that night. I didn't say anything to my husband because I knew it sounded wild and unbelievable. 

A couple of weeks later, my husband was working an overnight shift. My youngest son, 4, wanted to sleep in my bed with me. His older brother, 7, who shares a room with him, didn't want to sleep alone in their room but was reluctant to sleep in my bedroom. I tucked them in, promising to come back in about an hour after I got ready for bed. 

My 7-year-old looked at me and said he didn't want to sleep in my room because he saw something when he napped in there a couple of days before. He was sick at the time and wanted to rest in my bed and watch TV. I told him that he must have been dreaming. He described seeing 'legs dancing like a ballerina that came in the door and danced to the closet.' I told him again he must have been dreaming. What he said next made my skin crawl. He said, 'I don't think I was sleeping. The legs looked like a rainbow.' 

I calmly gathered their pillows and we left the room. I really hope no one else sees it ever again.