One of the most terrifying things which ever happened to me, if not the most terrifying thing – was the night I had sleep paralysis….
I had slept quite well for most of the night until about 5am when I went to go the toilet. I returned and got into bed and began to go back sleep. Thats when something happened and something changed.
I remember opening my eyes and seeing the shadow of someone crossing the bedroom wall. The presence I got is that this was an evil dark presence. I remember seeing it cross the wall and reach another wall and in the mirror I seen the back of a mans head with dark brown hair reflect in the mirror as he turned and came towards me on the other side of the bed. I could tell by the way he moved he wasnt walking – but floating a few inches off the ground.
I tried so hard to move, I tried so hard to shout and scream but all I could move was my eyes. There was a faint pulse that passed through my body that was all. I thought I was dying.
But stood beside me in the room next to the bed was a man. He held his hands out fingers spread out towards me as if he was using an invisible force to pin me down.
This seemed to last a lifetime but I imagine in reality it was only a few seconds.
I can still see him now. He wore a brown suit. His hair was slicked back and he had a pocket watch chain going into his pocket which I imagine was where the watch was.
He struck me as wearing a style belonging to the 1950s. Considering this event took place in the early 21st century and I was in my early 20s at the time I had little experience or knowledge of styles in the 1950s.
I was absolutely terrified. The whole aura and situation and presence of the man was of an evil entity and of terror.
He then removed his hands and placed them in his pockets. He looked round the room almost with an expression of nostalgia as if he had been there before in the old house with a small grin. He then simply dissapeared and a strange glow through the window dissapeared but the room remained the same.
I was then free and sat bolt upright. The room was the same, the lighting through the window of the morning light was the same – all that had changed was the man had gone. He had simply vanished.
I can still see every detail of him and completely remember him up until this day. His style of hair, his face and his clothes and the pocket watch and his pose and body language. I remember every detail of the event. It was the most frightening experience I ever had.
People will tell me it was a dream a lucid dream etc and discredit my experience but to me it was very real and really happened to me. I know the difference between a dream and this experience.
I often searched family photos to see if I could ever see this man as I know I would recognize his face but found nothing.
Who was he? Someone who had existed before in history and long forgotten?
The only strange similarity took place a few years later when my nan was telling me and my mum a ghost story she experienced during the war and was of a relative of hers who died during the war and one night she claimed to of seen him in a room glowing bright – and wearing a brown suit….