At 6:00am this morning I experienced my first every sleep paralysis and I hope for it to be my last. I have had many nightmares and seen some scary movies, but nothing compares to what I have just gone through.
I fell asleep a little earlier than I usually do, I’ve been lacking in the sleep department lately. Went into a I’m not sure if I dreamed right away because I have no recollection of it, at around 5:00am I awaken by the sound of my TV.( I tend to leave it on a lot) turned it off and went back to sleep.
I must have fallen into a deep sleep right away for all of this to happen in an hour. I dreamt that I was with my mom, we were driving in the car and I was in the back seat for some reason. It felt like I was at two place at once, parts of our driving were in Chicago and some train tracks in Iowa. All seems good up until I see a tall dark figure attacking a helpless man on a major street for all to see I pick up my cell phone and attempt to dial 911; I’m so shaken up by what I have just seen I’m stumbling to dial the number. I finally make it through, spoke with an emergency operator. The location of this attack was on a street call Parkway Ave. in Chicago, while I’m still on the phone with the operator were driving past all these dead bodies on train tracks and a guy with a gun, this location is now country town Iowa.
I am attempting to give the operator all this information because this is news to him too. When I get very nervous and scared I stutter really bad to the point where I cannot get any words out of my mouth. I don’t know what got into me but I just opened my eyes to find a really tall, slender, weird faced person, with orange and black painted on his face next my bed side. My first reaction is to scream at the top of my lung for 30 seconds to make it disappear. It just stood there moving its head side to side, I just went under my covers shaking and crying telling myself this wasn’t real. I looked back at my bed side and it was still there, I scrambled to find my phone and dial my mother who I haven’t spoken with in about a month. I don’t know if that had to do with anything or what, by the time she calmed me down the figure was gone. I have never been so shaken up in my entire life (I’m still shaking inside) I’m scared to close my eyes and for it to happen again.
Of course I googled this to find out what this meant, was, and if many other people had experienced this. I came across this blogger who didn’t have the same dream as me but saw the same figure that I did.
“… and then I wake up to discover a person standing right by my feet, by the edge of my bed. I know I am awake 100%. The being looks realistically human, with exception of one feature: the face is concealed by an overlay of an animated evil-looking face. It looks like one of those heads from the Easter Island: http://i.treehugger.com/images/2007/…island-001.jpg This overlaid face looks as if it is painted, with vibrant red and orange colors.”
This is called sleep paralysis and I hope it is something that I do not have to experience EVER AGAIN! I don’t know if my lesson or moral was to speak with my mother or whatever, but it worked.
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