Jesus that's horrible. Do you know you're in a state of sleep paralysis or is the logic side of your out like in a dream? I mean either way that's a horrible event.
Logic is completely out the window. it's horrifying just thinking about it but it's like you kind of know it's there yet not there. When I see it I stay up all night not moving, barely breathing, and the moon is the only thing lighting the room so it's 12x scarier
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Panic and terror is all I remember from when it has happened to me. That and trying to call out for help but not being able to make any noise.
I used to have a lot of nightmares ever since I can remember and later I started having leg cramps in the middle of the night. I thought these were the worst things that could happen to you while sleeping and I always feared them. But, I experienced sleep paralysis a few years ago and trust me nothing is scarier. I hadn't even heard about it before, I had no clue what was happening to me and the worst thing is I KNEW it was not some dream and that it was actually happening, this black shadow like creature pressing my legs and chest. I was calling out for help but no sound came out of my mouth. This is one of the cruelest things your brain can do to you.
This is why you make your peace BEFORE you go to sleep, so that in case there actually is something with you, you'll have your stuff settled with whatever God you believe in.
Reading all your experiences kinda make me wanna experience sleep paralysis. Sort of like if you're described a really scary ride or something but just for thrills you wanna try it.
I think I can handle it because if I do say so myself, I'm quite good at not giving a shit what happens. I think I can turn off my survival instinct and just be fine with dying if it comes to it.
I'm pretty much the same in every situation except sleep paralysis. Logic kinda goes out the window, you kind of can't really think straight, so you just panic. Unless I've had recurring sleep paralysis where it's almost daily it takes me what feels like forever to get out of a sleep paralysis dream. If it happens daily I can usually tell what's going on as soon as the dream starts and I can get out quicker.
Sleep deprivation and stress are what usually trigger my sleep paralysis. I'm also pretty good at lucid dreaming and have been told that can also be a factor so you could look into learning how to do that if you're really that curious.
To the people that are curious about sleep paralysis: do research, don't try to experience it. Sleep paralysis is honestly the most terrifying thing ever. I know y'all think you can handle it but I'm just warning y'all that you're probably going to be afraid to sleep if you actually experience sleep paralysis. And once you're in one of those 'dreams' you can't wake yourself up.
Its true Pikachu, you can't get out of it. The only way is to fall back asleep, and that in itself is terrifying and seemingly impossible, but I think eventually your brain puts you to sleep. It occurs when your conscious brain wakes up before your body and your unconscious brain. Hence the hallucinations; you're dreaming awake. And the brain sends a paralisis hormone through your body when you enter REM so you don't act out your dreams like sleepwalkers do, and since your brain didn't have enough time to send the hormone to counteract the paralysis, so you're basically fucked. Its not a good time. You can't turn off your instincts, your mind poisons itself. Its like saying you're going to get drunk but just turn off the feeling of being intoxicated
Sleep paralyzed, saw it crawl in the window and it was wearing a hoodie and felt like it was stabbing me through the throat or strangling me as I look into the endless void beneath the hood. I woke up with my foot in the wall
I never knew what it was that I was experiencing, I always told people that I woke up and couldn't move, and it felt like I was hooked up to an electrical current and allbi heard was screaming. It first happened when I was around 8, then about six times a year since then. I was so happy when someone finally put a name to what it was. It is a truly terrifying experience.
Oh wow so that's what that was. I had this a few months ago and it was already morning time around 9 a.m. I had been off and on asleep that night and at one point I woke up but I couldn't move. I felt I was on top of something and it had its arms wrapped around my waist. I try to turn my head to see what it is that is holding me, I saw some hair and the ugliest blood curl scream I had ever heard. Like it did not want me to see what it was. Since I couldn't move I could not turn my head to see. That scream though woke me up and I blinked my eyes really fast and there was nothing there. Nothing at all. It was 9a.m. The sun shining and could promise you that not long ago there was a creature holding me down giving a horrible scream but it wasn't there anymore and that was the end of that.
I've experienced this before. At least twice from my memory.. Just imagine, you just woke up for no known reason. You can't move, you can't speak (literally, you try but you can't do either) and you not only see out of the corner of your eye, but you feel a dark presence there.. The scariest thing I've ever been through. The last time I was in my 20's. I hope I never experience it again..
Black smoke standing over me in the dark. Face shape as it tried to get inside of me through my mouth. Kind of like in supernatural. Best I could do was breathe out to not let it in.
I read somewhere that if this happens and you remember to stop breathing, then the brain would force your body to wake up. I don't seem to remember that at the crucial moment though.
That's called uncle Roy getting frisky at night. The hair you felt was his mullet. He must have rufied you before performing his hainous act.
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I just shake my hands in it's face and tell it to get the hell out of here. Really. We have a ghost in a room shut off from the rest of the house. Apparently somebody moved the blanket away from the bottom of the door and it got out. Leaned over me while I was petting my dog and scared the bejeezus out of me. And I scared the bejeezus out of it. I apologized to it the next day.
Wat?How do....how do you apologize to a ghost??Is it like your weird roommate you have to keep locked up or he'll break everything or something??
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I just went into it's room and told it "I'm sorry but you scared me. Please don't do that again.,"
But to stay on topic, I"ve also had SP a long time ago. It wasn't a monster sitting on my legs, bug a big dog.
This screwed me over, guys. I have sleep paralysis. I had it last night. I saw the Intruder.
It was one of my worst bouts yet. I was laying in bed with my head pointed at the ceiling, sleeping peacefully, until my heart skipped a beat and my eyes flew open. That's when, from the very corner of my vision, a flicker of movement among the shadows caught my attention. My heart was pounding and I couldn't blink, much less turn away.
Then came a blink of light. Its eye was turned on me, glaring, unwavering. The lithe body with too many unsightly joints crept onto the end of my bed. I felt its cold, black flesh on my feet, heard its chainsaw-breathing from an open mouth with hundreds of glinting fangs. I broke out into a cold sweat and felt like passing out. I was offered no such solace from the demon.
The Intruder reached a clawed hand and ran its revolting hand through my hair, scraping my scalp. Bringing its hellish face closer to mine, its spiderweb hair scratching my face like hay,
it grinned like a hyena at a wounded antelope. It laughed in my face, screaming and wailing like a chorus from hell. It shook and shuddered with the force of its convulsions, and I could hear its irregular heartbeat, see how it pumped through its caved-in torso of naught but thin, black, rotten flesh. Goosebumps ran over my body as I tried to calm myself. But I couldn't close my eyes, and all I could see was its twitching, laughing body looming over me. I didn't close my eyes for the rest of the night. When the first ray of light appeared in my bedroom, the Intruder stuck out a blood red forked tongue and licked my nose, let out another ringing cackle, and fell on top of me as a pile of black bones, the weight of which I could feel, then dissolved into sand and blew away.
And I will bet you any money, it'll come back tonight.
Save me.
Okay, so I can't get this out of my head (not the image an idea) of something that may help. I don't know a lot about SP so I could be completely off. Cut out several large red dots using construction paper. Tape a red dot to each wall in your room, including the ceiling. Everyday that you wake up, look at the dot, and say, "I'm awake there is the dot." Repeat this everyday, every time, no matter how rediculous you feel, until it becomes a natural habit. Next time you have an episode, you will naturally look for the dot. You may not be able to move, but you'll have the security of knowing you're in your room, dreaming, and the logical part of your brain will also become active. Same logic is applied to lucid dreaming. I'd be interested if this helps anyone.
I have had this happen one time I woke up and I could move and I seen a shadow figure in the corner of my room but the thing is I couldn't look at it directly i remember feeling it crawl on to my bed feeling the weight press down it crawled up to me and I seen a black shadow hand next to my head terror filled me as I tryed to scream instantly I shot up able to move breathing heavy it was gone I was ok I go out of bed was afraid to go to bed I looked it up and learned it was sleep paralysis I still remember it vividly
But i went to check to see if this was a GIF before finishing
my fiancé told me I talk in my sleep. Which I already knew. But I apparently speak very fast in a quiet voice, with my eyes open. To me, that is just as terrifying. I feel terrible for him.
I'm Tyler Frikkin Chu.
I can do things you wouldn't even dream of.
But to stay on topic, I"ve also had SP a long time ago. It wasn't a monster sitting on my legs, bug a big dog.
It was one of my worst bouts yet. I was laying in bed with my head pointed at the ceiling, sleeping peacefully, until my heart skipped a beat and my eyes flew open. That's when, from the very corner of my vision, a flicker of movement among the shadows caught my attention. My heart was pounding and I couldn't blink, much less turn away.
Then came a blink of light. Its eye was turned on me, glaring, unwavering. The lithe body with too many unsightly joints crept onto the end of my bed. I felt its cold, black flesh on my feet, heard its chainsaw-breathing from an open mouth with hundreds of glinting fangs. I broke out into a cold sweat and felt like passing out. I was offered no such solace from the demon.
The Intruder reached a clawed hand and ran its revolting hand through my hair, scraping my scalp. Bringing its hellish face closer to mine, its spiderweb hair scratching my face like hay,
And I will bet you any money, it'll come back tonight.
Save me.