I was laying down in my living room thinking about a book i was reading, when I heard a mans voice. whispering to me, trying to coax me into doing something bad, like i was a child. I was paralyzed. and fearful. i tried to look around the room with my eyes, and sitting on a chair next to me, i remember seeing a flannel arm. it was very clear, but i couldnt turn my head to see if there was really anyone there. Then the whooshing thing happened in my ear. It was so loud and so real that it hurt. It felt like the air was being blown hard into one ear and forced out the other. my eyes were still open. They never closed. My surroundings never changed. After I snapped out of it, I was very confused and frightened.
I have also had other similiar things happen to me, and whenever I tell people about it, it seems to all go back to sleep paralysis. Though for me, and im sure others, it feels like something more.
March 12, 2010 3:31 AM
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image courtesy of wired.com
I’m not sure if you have experienced this:
“You wake up, but you can’t move a muscle. Lying in bed, you’re totally conscious, and you realize that strange things are happening. There’s a crushing weight on your chest that’s humanoid. And it’s evil.” (Wired.com)
Scientists have a name for this medical condition — sleep paralysis. I have a name for this, too: fudgin’ nightmare. It’s pretty common, though. In fact, it is believed that half of the population has experienced this. You’re not alone. Yay for that.
Even without these stats, I’d still tell you you’re not alone — simply because I’ve had more than my share of sleep paralysis “attacks.” And no matter how much I google sleep paralysis, there are things that keep me bothered.
It all started on a trip to a province in the South. One morning, I woke up and found myself paralyzed. I couldn’t move but I could speak. Suddenly, I heard a grim male voice. Although I could not see him, he was talking to me. And he was mocking me every time I try to speak.
“Wag mo nang labanan… Hindi ka makakagalaw…”
I started calling Shy Guy but he was totally in slumber.
“Hindi ka nya naririnig. Hindi sya magigising…” Then he laughed so boisterously, I easily concluded he was more like a demon than a maligno.
I struggled. Then he spoke again, “Wala ka nang magagawa! Akin ka na… Kahit saan ka magpunta, susundan kita…”
I started shouting, “Hinde, hindi mo ako makukuha. Umalis ka. Umalis ka!” But he was mocking me, repeating the words I uttered.
And then I started doing something I had not done for a veeery long time. I prayed.
He stopped mocking me. But as soon as I was finished, he began talking again. “Walang magagawa ‘yan… Nakatakda ka nang kunin.. Kukunin ka na namin…”
It lasted for about 10 minutes but it was the longest 10 minutes of my life. He was just telling me he would get me and that there was nothing I could do about it.
Suddenly, I was able to move and started scooting to one corner of the bed. I was sure it wasn’t a dream; I was fully awake.
Paranormal? Nah, I thought it was what scientists call sleep paralysis. Here’s the medical explanation for it, again from Wired.com:
“This research strongly suggests that sleep paralysis is related to REM sleep, and in particular REM sleep that occurs at sleep onset,” write researchers Julia Santomauro and Christopher C. French of the Anomalistic Psychology Research Unit, Goldsmiths, at the University of London. “Shift work, jet lag, irregular sleep habits, overtiredness and sleep deprivation are all considered to be predisposing factors to sleep paralysis; this may be because such events disrupt the sleep–wake cycle, which can then cause [sleep-onset REM periods].”
I would’ve shaken it off but I have had the same experience a number of times since then, even now that I’m here in the comforts of the city. It was the same guy, the same awful feeling. The monster who would get me in my sleep. Call me childish but it really scares the hell out of me.
Sleep paralysis? I think so. Nothing paranormal.
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That may be a typical case of sleep paralysis but that doesn’t explain what happened to my friends.
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