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| hWolsky |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 02:32:08
I hope I am only kiddind, but something so weird happened to me. Last thursday i came back from work and was so tired that i felt asleep. The day was slowly fading. Suddenly I could remember though I was half aware, that I felt a presence. You know when you can feel like someone is getting close to you even if your eyes are closed, then I felt like I was drained from energy... you know when your temperature is so hot you feel like your body is melting inside out. I had to undergo 2 such assaults. I was very scared though I couldn't move. then i slowly managed to move and open my eyes. it did hurt. my members were like very heavy... Christ.. It was a bad experience.
Not the first time though...
Have you ever experienced such things?
Thanks for yr attention and may G.O.D bless you...
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| PixieSteve |
Posted - 10/25/2005 : 10:56:14
it happened like 20 minutes before i made this post dude... INSTANT GOOGLE SEARCH ya know. and my computer was playing music to send me to sleep.
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| Cheeseman1000 |
Posted - 10/25/2005 : 10:34:31
Ickle Stevie had a bad dream.
Moral: turn off your computer at night.
 I have joined the Cult Of Frank/And I have dearly paid |
| PixieSteve |
Posted - 10/25/2005 : 10:12:25
i think i just had one of these, if not, one fucked up dream.
i was taking a nap on my bed.. dunno for how long... but then i think i heard my computer making weird grating noises, which kinda woke me up, but i couldn't move. in my head my eyes were open and i could see, but i was struggling to turn around (i was laying on my front). then my vision started to slowly fade... suddenly i got the idea i was drugged because now i was thinking maybe i heard a rush of air just when i was waking up, like a poisen dart being fired at me, so i became convinced i had been poisoned by someone outside my window! i struggled even more and more to get up and then started screaming for help but it just came out weak and muffled... my vision continued to fade and i was convinced i was about to die, pretty much accepted my fate, but still trying to call for help. suddenly i was "released" - turns out all along my eyes were actually closed, and i was still laying down, and i imagine i wasn't calling out either.
only lasted about 20 seconds but it was horrible!
i guess this happened because my sleeping pattern is pretty shit right now.. and poor diet probably.
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| Daisy Girl |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 18:22:21
quote:
Originally posted by starmekitten
I think there are two times that stick out in my head.
Once when I was about nine I was sleeping when I felt something press down on my head, my head was facing a wall and on the wall this sort of denomic cartoon pig face was there, like a really deranged early 20th century drawing of a pig face. It had a hat on which changed to a policemans helmet then changed to something else, it changed faster and faster until my eyes hurt to look at it because it was changing so fast and I couldn't look away because my head was held down, felt like two big hands pushing my head to the pillow. That one wasn't too bad because I figured it had to be a dream. Pigfaces in walls don't happen.
The ones that freak me out more are the ones where it does just feel like someone is there or someone is suppressing you because thats wholly feasible.
Last year in my flat in birmingham I was aware of being awake but couldn't move, I was lying half on my front and sort of sensed this presence in the door of my room. It slid over to the bed and sat straddled across my legs and pushed it's hands down on my back, hard so I couldn't move. I think I screamed myself awake out of that one. (I should add.. eventually when my mouth started to work again, fairly sure I must have looked like a drowning fish for a while trying to get noise out)
I still sometimes get the figures in the room can't move to sort it out thing, but not that often now. Roll on 25 I say.
 Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death and as sweet as love.
Those ghost experiences are so scary once when I was maybe 3 or 4 this little mineature witch... prob like a foot and a half tall sat on the foot of my bed and I was too scared to move so I just sat there staring at it.
The other time i had a dream about my grandpa who i never met who flew me over germany where he was in the war. the next day i told my mom and she showed me the book about his platoon and the places were the same. it felt so good holding his hand and flying in that dream and just being able to talk to him. I really think it was him in a way. i was prob 11 at the time.
"I ain't goin to be what I ain't" |
| 50 Pence |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 15:10:35
This forum could change into a paranormal type one.
Blats |
| kathryn |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:18:13
Sometimes, no matter how shitty things get, you have to just do a little dance. - Frank
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| fbc |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:17:25
quote:
Originally posted by kathryn
fbc, whatever you do, bud, do not enter that thread with that spliff in your hand.
I ain't afraid of no ghost. In I go...
“But Charles sounded great,” Kim smiles. “He sang like a beauty. It was gorgeous. I was so impressed.” |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:11:36
quote:
Originally posted by fbc
You think this is a laughing matter?! Man turned scared. All because of one thread. I've just noticed Transmarine's thread about his bedroom.
Dare I enter?
“But Charles sounded great,” Kim smiles. “He sang like a beauty. It was gorgeous. I was so impressed.”
BYOB. I drank all mine because of it!
I was alone...in my BIG BED
-bRIAN |
| kathryn |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:11:20
fbc, whatever you do, bud, do not enter that thread with that spliff in your hand.
Sometimes, no matter how shitty things get, you have to just do a little dance. - Frank
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| fbc |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:10:45
You think this is a laughing matter?!!!
Man turned scared? huh?!
All because of one thread.
I've just noticed Transmarine's thread about his bedroom. Dare I enter?
“But Charles sounded great,” Kim smiles. “He sang like a beauty. It was gorgeous. I was so impressed.”
edit; more exclaiming needed. |
| kathryn |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:07:38
*laughs ever so quietly at fbc*
Sometimes, no matter how shitty things get, you have to just do a little dance. - Frank
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| fbc |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 14:01:55
quote:
Originally posted by Doog
What with sleep paralysis and Brian's haunted room on my mind, I'm not looking foward to sleeping tonight.
I hear that doog. Just read this for the first time.
Though I feel for hW and TRANS (and apl just plain freaked me out) I'm not feeling being here on my own now. This thread and my house.
And especially not after i've sparked this thing in my hand and awakened the paranoia.
I fear i'm not alone.
“But Charles sounded great,” Kim smiles. “He sang like a beauty. It was gorgeous. I was so impressed.” |
| starmekitten |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 13:56:11
quote:
Originally posted by Frog in the Sand
Why does this kind of thing never happen to me?  Maybe I should get drunk or stoned more often.
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When will Lyle Workman find Frank again?
Haha I do neither and it happens to me, maybe you should try being a young(ish) girl?
Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death and as sweet as love. |
| Doog |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 13:48:41
This shit sounds freaky-deeky. What with sleep paralysis and Brian's haunted room on my mind, I'm not looking foward to sleeping tonight..
www.myspace.com/doog - www.doog.tk |
| kathryn |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 13:45:47
quote:
Originally posted by Frog in the Sand
Maybe I should get drunk or stoned more often.
Good thing Oct. 15 is just around the corner.
Sometimes, no matter how shitty things get, you have to just do a little dance. - Frank
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| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 13:34:18
Why does this kind of thing never happen to me? Maybe I should get drunk or stoned more often.
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When will Lyle Workman find Frank again? |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 13:23:03
quote:
Originally posted by starmekitten
I think there are two times that stick out in my head.
Once when I was about nine I was sleeping when I felt something press down on my head, my head was facing a wall and on the wall this sort of denomic cartoon pig face was there, like a really deranged early 20th century drawing of a pig face. It had a hat on which changed to a policemans helmet then changed to something else, it changed faster and faster until my eyes hurt to look at it because it was changing so fast and I couldn't look away because my head was held down, felt like two big hands pushing my head to the pillow. That one wasn't too bad because I figured it had to be a dream. Pigfaces in walls don't happen.
The ones that freak me out more are the ones where it does just feel like someone is there or someone is suppressing you because thats wholly feasible.
Last year in my flat in birmingham I was aware of being awake but couldn't move, I was lying half on my front and sort of sensed this presence in the door of my room. It slid over to the bed and sat straddled across my legs and pushed it's hands down on my back, hard so I couldn't move. I think I screamed myself awake out of that one. (I should add.. eventually when my mouth started to work again, fairly sure I must have looked like a drowning fish for a while trying to get noise out)
I still sometimes get the figures in the room can't move to sort it out thing, but not that often now. Roll on 25 I say.
Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death and as sweet as love.
Wow! Great experience...thanks for sharing! Well, not great, but I mean...you know what I mean.
I was alone...in my BIG BED
-bRIAN |
| starmekitten |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 12:32:11
I think there are two times that stick out in my head.
Once when I was about nine I was sleeping when I felt something press down on my head, my head was facing a wall and on the wall this sort of denomic cartoon pig face was there, like a really deranged early 20th century drawing of a pig face. It had a hat on which changed to a policemans helmet then changed to something else, it changed faster and faster until my eyes hurt to look at it because it was changing so fast and I couldn't look away because my head was held down, felt like two big hands pushing my head to the pillow. That one wasn't too bad because I figured it had to be a dream. Pigfaces in walls don't happen.
The ones that freak me out more are the ones where it does just feel like someone is there or someone is suppressing you because thats wholly feasible.
Last year in my flat in birmingham I was aware of being awake but couldn't move, I was lying half on my front and sort of sensed this presence in the door of my room. It slid over to the bed and sat straddled across my legs and pushed it's hands down on my back, hard so I couldn't move. I think I screamed myself awake out of that one. (I should add.. eventually when my mouth started to work again, fairly sure I must have looked like a drowning fish for a while trying to get noise out)
I still sometimes get the figures in the room can't move to sort it out thing, but not that often now. Roll on 25 I say.
Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death and as sweet as love. |
| Carl |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 12:22:35
How romantic. I think. |
| hWolsky |
Posted - 09/14/2005 : 06:15:46
Thanks Transmarine for the link. To answer to your question, I am currently 25 (don't tell the others).
Now that am I aware of the physiological reasons of this phenomenon I think I won't be as impressed next time! ...Unless you are all evil and want me to surrender!!!
Presley take me now, sit on my chest!
When we kiss my heart's on fire
Burning with a strange desire
And I know, each time I kiss you
That your heart's on fire too
So, my darling, please surrender
All your love so warm and tender
Let me hold you in my arms, dear
While the moon shines bright above
All the stars will tell the story
Of our love and all its glory
Let us take this night of magic
And make it a night of love
Won't you please surrender to me
Your lips, your arms, your heart, dear
Be mine forever
Be mine tonight....
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| Carl |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 18:28:49
I fucking hated that as a kid, thankfully I hav'nt had it occur for years. Your half-awake, you can't move and your in darkness, and your struggling to wake up. |
| Daisy Girl |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 17:28:35
I've had that a few times and that is scary. Apl, that story is scary as heck, but I have got to say, you always have the best stories.
The first time I remember it happening I was about 3. At that age I didn't like taking naps because I was so hyper. I would just run around and play and then drop some days because I was worn out.
So one day this happened on my brother's bedroom floor. For some reason it happened and I couldn't wake up fully or move. It felt so scary I had no idea what was going on. To make matters worse when I could move, I couldn't open my eyes because they were sealed shut with "sleep". Then I finally screamed for my mom and she put a washcloth on my eyes so I could open them.
It's a scary experience. I try not to remember the other times but i think getting through it once and not being super scary helped me.
"I ain't goin to be what I ain't" |
| Sir Rockabye |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 15:24:59
What Brian described is one of the most frightening things I've ever read. I really hope that never happens to me.
You run all kinds of red lights except the ones on the street.
When you run out of exits you can always count sheep. |
| starmekitten |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 14:44:45
I know it as night terrors, I used to get it a lot, can't move and feeling of someone on me or near me. I only get them every now and then now. |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 14:35:53
Once hWolsky, I had passed out in my friend's sister's (!) bed after a heavy drinking night...and in the morning I fell victim to the sleep paralysis. I laid there in that half-awake-can't-fully-snap-to-frozen-pained-limbs-little-death-can't-breath-can-somewhat-see-my-legs-and-surroundings-but-can't-fully-focus-as-if-shrink-wrapped-can't-make-a-sound-throat-want's-to-scream-extreme-exhaustion-there's-someone-else-here-too-impossible-to-fully-wake-up state for what seemed like five minutes. In fact I realized I was in Melissa's bed, and assumed she was next to me because someone definately was. I was frozen on the left side of the bed, on my right side, my face towards the wall, my back to Melissa, half-consciously fighting this paralysis. I could feel Melissa very close to me, almost in a spooning position. I remember thinking it not being right for some reason...and suddenly I was rolled onto my back to face the ceiling. I could see the ceiling, but blurry and doubled vision...and extremely tired and stuck...but semi-awake..but not enough awake. Then, what I thought was Melissa, screeched in a high-pitched, piercing shriek, and jumped on top of me. What I could sort of make out through my completely distorted vision was definately female, but black hair as opposed to Melissa's blonde hair...and the face appeared to be sucked in at the nose, leaving only the hint of a spot where once eyes had been, and a near-toothless gaping hole for a mouth. The thing rubbed itself in a masturbatory motion against my prostrate form in a frenzy, all the while squeeling that high pitched wail for a good 10 seconds before suddenly I snapped into full consciousness. I gasped for breath and fought to get my limbs functioning properly, all the while horrified out of my mind. And the scariest part was that I was alone in the bed. Melissa was in the front room crashed out on the couch.
There are a lot of similar stories...in the old days, sleep paralysis was referred to as 'the Old Hag', because people often dreamt in this state that a witch sat on their chest. When I first read about Sleep paralysis, it was after the encounter/dream (I hope!) I had with the female thing...and the 'Old Hag' thing was pretty much dead-on. It's strange.
So beware...it'll probably happen again. Out of curiosity, hWolsky, how old are you? This condition usually starts around 18 and peaks at 25 or so. I still get it and I'm 34. Lucky me.
Anyhow, hope you enjoyed my spirit-rape/awful nightmare story.
I was alone...in my BIG BED
-bRIAN |
| Kirk |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 11:30:03
That sleep paralysis can sometimes be fun or scary.
Have you ever taken a nap during the day, and you're about to wake up but somehow you can prevent yourself from totally waking up or going back to sleep: in which you then can control your dreams (or sexual fantasies, the fun part).
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| floop |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 11:07:39
quote:
Originally posted by misleadtheworld
I think Americans call that 'morning wood'.
heh |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 11:04:35
Or a brocoli overdose?
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When will Lyle Workman find Frank again? |
| apl4eris |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 10:56:03
I practiced nightly meditation around the age of 14. I was reading eastern mysticism... stuff.
once, staring up at my ceiling at glow-in-the-dark stars stuck there, I wished myself out of my body while clearing my mind... over a few minutes my body was overwhelmed with a feeling of being run through with electricity, very painful. Everything felt sharp and evil. My soul felt like it was being pulled up through my head by an outside force, floating up like a balloon rises through water, while my body was held fast to the bed. I couldn't move, felt heavy as if being pushed down, then the stars morphed into a swirling green haze above my head, a sinister presence entered my mind, effortlessly listening to my thoughts and trying to overpower them. I willed it away, terrified, unable to move. I forced myself to sit up through the pain and reached for the string to the light above my bed. Reached but couldn't grasp it, my hand kept going right through, so I fell back and waited, scared I was going to die. The presence was certainly evil, and seemed to be toying with my soul like a demonic cat from hell.
Maybe it was the Sandman?
or a Tibetan Buddhist demon from the Bardo realm?
or maybe a (chewable) Flintstones Dino?
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| PixieSteve |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 10:01:25
I think an evil spirt with a vitamin deficiency tried to over take your body.
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| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 09:57:58
quote:
Originally posted by Frog in the Sand
Looks like you had a spasmophilia crisis, HW. In other words you lack magnesium and vitamin D.
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When will Lyle Workman find Frank again?
I fully disagree, Frog.
Hwolsky, take a look at this. There is some info you will find pertinent to your experience. It's very common and most interesting. But as stated earlier, I fully understand the horror involved.
http://watarts.uwaterloo.ca/~acheyne/S_P2.html
I was alone...in my BIG BED
-bRIAN |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 09:49:42
Looks like you had a spasmophilia crisis, HW. In other words you lack magnesium and vitamin D.
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When will Lyle Workman find Frank again? |
| misleadtheworld |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 08:21:52
I think Americans call that 'morning wood'.
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| hWolsky |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 08:15:47
quote:
Originally posted by TRANSMARINE
Technical term is Sleep Paralysis. I've had it many times, and before I was made aware by diagnosis, I too felt it was a possession of some kind. It literally feels like you are chained to the bed, movement is impossible, you can't fully click into consciousness (and yet you can make out minute details of your surroundings), attempted movement is painful...and the worst part is the feeling of vulnerability...so much so, it seems as if an entity (or entities) are taking advantage of your situation. A horrible, awful, frightening experience. Lack of vitamin C is supposedly linked to this condition.
I was alone...in my BIG BED
-bRIAN
Well, thanks for this non-poetic but usefull interpretation. This is a known fact that I have a lack of Vitamin C (to name but a few...) but I have not done the connection with it.
Thanks Doc! i will try to know more about that.
... Oh, and every single morning I wake up with the feeling that I am in love. Am I possessed by some antic gods or something... or is it natural??
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| Carolynanna |
Posted - 09/13/2005 : 08:03:24
Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrgghh, scurvy.
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Don't believe the hype. |
