Look, I realize this sounds absurd and I’ll be candid about the details because context matters but as a young child I was terrified of aliens: their lifeless, penetrating black eyes, their seemingly supernatural abilities.
Between them and Ebola, my fears were completely random and unorthodox, but they petrified me.
Fast forward to 2007, I’m entering my senior year in college and I’m having a rough go of things. My girlfriend left me for another dude, and my relationships that I sacrificed in the year prior are in tatters because of my commitment to said woman.
In an attempt to heal I reach out to a buddy, who invites me over and who forgives me for my thoughtless and selfish behavior.
That afternoon we smoke some pot (my first time) and drink. By the end of the night I walk 2 miles back to my apartment which I’m due to vacate in a week or so.
Consequently there’s only my bed, and a blanket.
Around midnight I go to sleep, it’s quiet and I’m soon asleep. However at some point in the night, I am awake but unable to move. I’m normally a person who sleeps in the fetal position but I’m on my back with my hands firmly at my side.
Above me is an apparition, it’s smoke like in appearance, but slate gray. I can’t make out it’s features but I feel helpless, while it feels evil. I try to scream but can’t. I try to thrash but am immobile.
Suddenly I awake and it 0900. I’m soaked in sweat from head to toe, my sheets, my bed, my blanket, they’re all drenched.
Perhaps it was a nightmare with random sleep paralysis, but I’ve smoked dope since and have never had this experience again.
Anyone care to enlighten me?
Submitted July 30, 2022 at 10:22AM by NoGarlic8399 https://ift.tt/1lUBZPL
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