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  1. This happened to me a few years ago (2005), but I had chalked it up to sleep paralysis. However, reading some of the sleep paralysis experiences on here, I don't know that what happened to me exactly jives with the symptoms, since i was able to talk. Here's my story:
  2. I had just come back from a bachelorette party in New Orleans (some of that was terrifying on a different level) where we did the requisite ghost tours, voodoo tours, etc.
  3. About a week and a half after we came back, I was asleep next to my now-husband in our bed in our old apartment. (Old building in N.Y.C.) The bed was pushed up against a wall, and he sleeps on the outside, so the only way for me to get out of bed would be to scoot to the foot of the bed or just roll over him. Point is: I'm kind of trapped once I'm in bed. Anyway... my eyes spring open in the middle of the night (I don't remember what time, possibly the dreaded 3 a.m. hour) and I sit up for some reason. I look around the bedroom for the cat, and I realize something is standing in the corner of my room. It takes my eyes a minute to adjust, and I realize that I am looking at a woman. And she is looking right at me, kind of leaning forward, one leg in front of the other. She's kind of rocking back and forth, switching her weight back and forth from the other leg to the other. She's got darker skin, her hair is pulled back, but I don't really remember what she was wearing, just that it was dark. I stare, and she's staring at me.
  4. So now I'm thinking, "Okay, I'm definitely dreaming right now." And I lie back down, on my stomach, kind of bury my face in my pillow and tell myself that I'm just having a dream.
  5. And that's when I feel pressure on my back, pushing me into to mattress. It felt like someone was kneeling on my back, pushing my shoulder blades into the mattress. I start to have trouble breathing, I couldn't move, I start to panic. I had chalked this up to sleep paralysis—and please, PLEASE do debunk the eff out of this in comments, it would make me feel better—except I start saying Hail Marys out loud. I can't move my body, but I'm able to say Hail Marys. Around the fifth one, the pressure on my back is gone, but I still continue to say Hail Marys.
  6. I sit back up, and the apartment is completely normal. The cat returns about an hour later, gives me this "What do you want from me?" look, and proceeds to fall asleep on my feet. I, however, am up all night, and I watch TV, figuring if whatever demon/voodoo/evil woman bouncing on my back didn't wake up my husband, a few DVR'd episodes of It's Always Sunny won't make him stir.
  7. Anyway No Sleep ... does that align with sleep paralysis, even though I was able to speak? Or did I bring a hitchhiker home from New Orleans?
  8. Note: The next day, any voodoo souvenirs got tossed.
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