Heavenly HELPERS

Yamile Yemoonyah, 45, from London

Lying in my bed, my eyes opened. It was the middle of the night and something had woken me up.

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realised that there was a man standing in my bedroom doorway. He was wearing nothing but a pair of jeans – no shoes or top – and he was looking right at me.

I stared back – shocked, but strangely unafraid, even though I couldn’t move a muscle of my body. The man looked as real as you or me, but I knew he wasn’t a living