u/Beastie_1323

In total, I have had 3 accounts of sleep paralysis, all generally the same. For time, I couldn’t say what time of night specifically. The reason behind calling this sleep paralysis is the lack of motor function in this state of sleep-induced hallucinations. I lack the ability to open my eyes or move. I can hear and feel, but unfortunately cannot open my eyes or I’d have a better visual for you.

First Account: The Furry Entity

I was sleeping with my door shut, so no animals interrupted my sleep, but something else was — I just didn’t realize it.

I was laying on my stomach and felt a small weight that was breathing slowly at first, like a cat, but it grew larger, more dense, and started stretching the length of my body, enveloping me. A hum of a purr and a low-centered growl both occurred at random.

It wasn’t scary, at least not for me, but curious. It wasn’t hurting me, more like getting comfy.

When I woke up? Nothin’. Unfortunately, or it would have been a more interesting morning to say the least.

Second Account: The Tail

I went to sleep laying on my stomach yet again, alone, door closed, no critters with me, but this time was different. It felt weirder, like I had started growing a tail.

It was weird. It felt like when I moved, it grew out of my tailbone more, building more definition and mild warmth from what felt like fur.

When I woke up, it felt as though I still had a tail for the rest of the day, which was strange physiologically because it affected every movement I made. Then the next day, back to normal.

But if I focus, it feels like a phantom limb every once in a while, though less and less now.

Third Account: The Rest of Me

The last time, I was sleeping alone, door closed, no critters yet again, but on my back.

This time I felt the creature on my back again, but different because I was laying on my back, so instead it felt like from its weight I was sinking deeper into the mattress.

Then slowly it stretched across my body and started to merge, giving me the tail-like feeling yet again, along with claws, larger canine teeth, and a more animalistic physiology.

But once again, I woke up and felt no different than normal other than warmer, calmer, and tired as hell.

In total, I have had 3 accounts of sleep paralysis, all generally the same. For time, I couldn’t say what time of night specifically. The reason behind calling this sleep paralysis is the lack of motor function in this state of sleep-induced hallucinations. I lack the ability to open my eyes or move. I can hear and feel, but unfortunately cannot open my eyes or I’d have a better visual for you.

First Account: The Furry Entity

I was sleeping with my door shut, so no animals interrupted my sleep, but something else was — I just didn’t realize it.

I was laying on my stomach and felt a small weight that was breathing slowly at first, like a cat, but it grew larger, more dense, and started stretching the length of my body, enveloping me. A hum of a purr and a low-centered growl both occurred at random.

It wasn’t scary, at least not for me, but curious. It wasn’t hurting me, more like getting comfy.

When I woke up? Nothin’. Unfortunately, or it would have been a more interesting morning to say the least.

Second Account: The Tail

I went to sleep laying on my stomach yet again, alone, door closed, no critters with me, but this time was different. It felt weirder, like I had started growing a tail.

It was weird. It felt like when I moved, it grew out of my tailbone more, building more definition and mild warmth from what felt like fur.

When I woke up, it felt as though I still had a tail for the rest of the day, which was strange physiologically because it affected every movement I made. Then the next day, back to normal.

But if I focus, it feels like a phantom limb every once in a while, though less and less now.

Third Account: The Rest of Me

The last time, I was sleeping alone, door closed, no critters yet again, but on my back.

This time I felt the creature on my back again, but different because I was laying on my back, so instead it felt like from its weight I was sinking deeper into the mattress.

Then slowly it stretched across my body and started to merge, giving me the tail-like feeling yet again, along with claws, larger canine teeth, and a more animalistic physiology.

But once again, I woke up and felt no different than normal other than warmer, calmer, and tired as hell.

**1. The Man in a Top Hat**

When I was 3 years old, I remember a man in a tall hat sitting at the edge of my bed. He looked at me and smiled, giving a polite gesture with his hand to follow him. I proceeded to reach out a hand and follow. He walked me to the centre of a road outside my room and out the door. There I was, holding his hand, walking casually beside him to the centre of the road, but once we got under a light post, he stopped, tipped his hat, and vanished.

As a child, I was an escape artist :). So this came as no surprise to frantic family members who quickly came to get me.

**2. The Ghost Friend**

When I was young, I had a friend who I spoke with and played with. This friend my family could hear, but they couldn’t see. To them, it was possibly imaginary or the spirit of someone who had died. The only real sense there was more to it was when I played ball by slowly rolling the ball, it pausing, and then rolling back. To me, I was having a blast with a friend at the time.

Later on, it was chalked up to an active imagination, but who’s to say? That’s the beauty of the unknown.

**3. The Shadow**

Still young, and only a short time after the ghost friend, I made a new friend. This one was a shadow that watched over me from the corner of my room, which I found silly, and I would communicate back giggling and curious. The shadow had red eyes and claws, but I felt no animosity from it toward me — only a sense of protection and possessiveness.

So I continued to see it for years on and off, each time coming closer, not trying to harm me, but reach out. Eventually, over the course of those years, it stood on the footboard of my bed, turned around, and fell into me, vanishing.

Imagination or something else? It couldn’t be proven, so I went with imagination, but it still remained unexplainable.

**4. From Nothing to Something**

As time moved on, I didn’t see much except maybe an odd fog once in a blue moon that showed playgrounds or buildings that vanished as soon as I looked away, a lady in a white dress wandering around at odd times of the day or night, to voices that would come and go but weren’t there.

Then, all of a sudden, silence for a long while.

But most recently, the sight of a black dog.

Random, yes — throughout waking hours of the day, in broad daylight. A large black dog curled up on my sofa, looking back at me, my heart rate spiking and then slowing. As I looked away and back again, it vanished. I sat next to the spot on the sofa and lay down only to realize I had been petting it in my nap.

The next sighting was not a day later in the living room, then vanished. The last was while walking somewhere. I saw a glimpse of the dog looking at me with its deep black eyes. I felt no fear, only curiosity.

Yet another unexplained event.

Hope you enjoyed the read of things I’ve yet to explain or prove real.

These dreams are ones I had where, even years later, I can recall them as if they were as real at the time as reality itself... until I woke up, that is.

Okay, so I will try to explain to the best of my ability.

First, this is a recurring figure in my dreams that feels like psychological exploration. That’s the cleanest way to put it.

**First Dream: The Garden of Sin**

Years ago, I had a dream about drinking with friends, then going to a gas station after the get-together. As I was heading there on foot, I spotted a blue work van off on the shoulder and tried giving them a hand with a flat tire.

While I helped them, they took a tire iron to the back of my head, and the next thing I knew they were pushing me out of the van into a weird garden.

When I got there, a man with red hair and white robes with gold embroidery greeted me. Bugs were swarming around him, and there were women picking red and black berries from bushes and shrubbery, dressed in a similar manner.

He walked me to an old ancient fountain, and we talked about what, I know not, and possibly drank water from the fountain.

He then proceeded to walk me up to a school where there was screaming and fighting going on inside. Then a nun walked out and smiled as she closed the doors and steel bars behind her. As well, there were bars on the windows. She continued to smile while it burned and flames arose from the windows.

We then proceeded to walk toward an old house that had half fallen in on itself. We continued walking up the stairs through the entrance and went up a narrow staircase. On the top floor, we walked past about three doors, then got to a room where three men were occupying a woman who was being held and violated. Then they turned and all looked at me peacefully, like I belonged in this place, in this “Garden of Sin,” as I called it.

I left the house knowing better and opened the entrance door only to wake up.

**Second Dream: The Woman of Days Gone**

As I laid my head on my pillow and fell asleep, as soon as I awoke I was a woman with long red hair and blue eyes on a long couch with a high back and one low armrest with one tall armrest.

As I gathered my bearings, I noticed I was slowly becoming this woman, my memories slowly replaced with hers, and my personality was becoming hers as well.

As I looked around the room, I saw her photographs and mementos, as well as her diary, and all of a sudden I was her.

As I walked through the room, which was built in stone and crafted wood, I was no longer myself for the time. Once I fell asleep as her, I awoke to being myself only it took a while for my memories to come back, maybe a few hours at most.

**Third Dream: The Apartment**

I was having coffee with a friend at his apartment. It was a studio apartment beside a highway in the dream, not reality.

As I stood up to get more coffee, I all of a sudden became very aware of my surroundings. He had a nice set of black leather loveseats and a glass table with a black metal frame. His floors were white marble. His kitchen looked much the same, with black cabinets and a white marble countertop with an island.

As I was making the coffee, I saw a woman standing by the road wearing shorts and a T-shirt holding a sign. She had shoulder-length brown hair and nice features. The sign had a symbol on it, I believe.

The odd part was the windows were closed, no curtains, and somehow she noticed me looking. She softly said with mild fascination, “You can see me?”

I didn’t reply. I simply turned back to the coffee and asked my buddy about her, but he didn’t know what I was talking about, looking at me as if I had three heads.

Then, a split second later, she barged through the window, putting glass everywhere, which is almost impossible as the distance was at least a yard away. She had black eyes, no white at all, and red pupils with long black claws.

She began attacking me saying, “You can see me.”

My buddy, now seeing her, jumped up and helped me as we escaped to his car.

The next thing I know, I’m awake in the hospital and my mother’s driving me home in a Hummer of all things, when suddenly another woman carrying a weird symbol walked toward the Hummer and said, “You can see me.”

Her eyes turned black and I lunged at her... then woke up.

**Most Current Dream**

I was in a small town similar to ones in Ontario and was exploring an abandoned house. It was surprisingly clean, with fresh water and hydro, but no one lived there, which was odd.

So I looked around and found no insects nor any interesting items, but the house went on and on.

Eventually, I left the house after seeing some pile of what looked like a fleshy mass created by many insects, and as well the furnace was burning and protruding a calming glow.

I left, and when I returned I brought some friends, as I told them how strange the place was. As soon as we entered, my friends vanished.

I could hear them joking around inside the house and thought nothing of it.

As I left, all seemed good, but my friends weren’t the same. They were off. I asked about another friend, and they saw nothing of the sort. Other than one, a good distance away in another area not within the house, who was now an alcoholic.

They then proceeded to go to sleep.

The next day, still in the dream, I purchased the strange abandoned house, feeling it calling to me, and when I signed for the house it began talking to me oddly, calling to me.

So I went to check it out and was excited for the first house that was mine alone.

So I decided to go there and noticed it looked as though it had been thoroughly cleaned, with minor dirt left behind, but a clean water supply including a purifier was there.

As I explored, I noticed more furniture was there and it was used, like people had been sleeping there.

So I looked further in and noticed that the pile in front of the furnace was gone and black beetles or some kind of insects were materializing from the cracks and swarming into a pile.

So I left that area for the time being. A priority, not a problem oddly enough, that I would clean or fix later.

The following day, still in my dream, I walked some friends back over, and this time when they entered they were immediately slashed to ribbons and cut down by a figure silly enough that looked like Freddy from *A Nightmare on Elm Street*, but also was not Freddy, and somehow I knew that it was actually the insects from the basement protecting not only the house, but myself.

After butchering them, it calmly spoke with me, saying the home was a gift to me and they were protecting me.

As I was calm and a bit shocked at the sight, I didn’t feel retaliation was necessary. Whoever or whatever this was felt like an inner demon/guardian angel. It asked nothing of me and felt like it was protecting me while also giving me extreme levels of insight on myself.

It also said the house is mine and no one else’s.

I am not religious nor do I know much of religion, only small pieces, yet I still persist to have what some would call symbolic nightmares and such, which is fascinating.

Thanks for the read. Hope you enjoy or have your own insights.

These dreams are one’s I had where even years later can recall as they where as real at the time as reality itself, till I woke up that is.

Okay so I will try to explain to the best of my ability.

First this is a reoccurring figure in my dreams that feel like psychological exploration, that's the cleanest way to put it.

First Dream: The Garden of sin

Years ago I had a dream about drinking with friends then going to a gas station after the get together. As I was heading there on foot I spotted a blue work van of on the shoulder and tried giving them a hand with a flat tire. While I helped them they took a tire iron to the back of my head and next thing I new they were pushing me out of the van into a weird garden.

When I got there a man with red hair and white robes with gold embroidering greeted me, bugs where swarming around him and there was women picking red and black berries from bushes and shrubery, dressed in a similar manor. He walked me to an old ancient fountain and we talked about what I know not and possibly drank water from the fountain.

He then proceeded to walk me up to a school were there was screaming and fighting going on inside. Then a nun walked out and smiled, as she closed the the doors and steel bars behind her. As well there where bars on the windows ahe continued to smile while it burned and flames arose from the windows.

We then proceeded to walk towards an old house that had half fallen in on itself. We continued walking up the stairs through the entrance and went up a narrow staircase on the top floor we walked past about three doors then got to a room where three men where occupying a women who was held and violated then they turned and all looked at me peacefully like I belonged in this place in this garden of sin as I called it, I left the house knowing better and opened the entrace door only to wake up.

Second dream: The woman of days gone

As I layed my head on my pillow and fell as sleep is as soon I awoke as a woman with long red hair and blue eyes on a long couch with a high back and one low arm rest with one tall arm rest.

As I gathered my bearings I noticed I was slowly becoming this woman my memories slowly replaced with hers and my personality was becoming her as well.

As I looked around the room I saw her photographs and momento's. As well her diary and all of a sudden I was her. As I walked through the room which was built in stone and crafted wood I was no longer myself for the time. Once I fell asleep as her I awoke to being myself only it took awhile for my memories to come back maybe a few hours at most.

Third Dream: The apartment

I was having having coffee with a freind at his apartment. It was a studio apartment beside a highway in the dream not reality. As I stood up to get more I all of a sudden became very aware of my surroundings. He had a nice set of black leather love seats and a glass table with a black metal frame. His flours where white marble. His kitchen look much the same with black cabinets and a white marble counter top with an island.

As I was making the coffee I saw a woman standing by the road wearing shorts and a t-shirt holding a sign she had shoulder length brown hair and nice features. The sign had a symbol on it, I believe. The odd part was the windows where closed no curtains and somehow she noticed me looking and she said softley with mild fascination. You can see me? I didn't reply I simply turned back to the coffe and asked my buddy about her but he didn't know what I was talking about looking at me as if I had three heads.

Then a split second later she barged through the window putting glass everywhere which is almost impossible as the distance was at least a yard away. She had black eyes no white at all and red pupils with long black claws.

She began attacking me saying "you can see me".

My buddy now seeing her jumps up and helps me as we escape to his car. The next thing I know I'm awake in the hospital and my mother's driving me home in a hummer of all things. When suudenly another women carrying a weird symbol walks towards the hummer and says" you can see me". Her eyes just as they turn black I lung at her and then wake up.

This most current dream

I was in a small town similar to ones in ontario and was exploring an abandoned house it was surprisingly clean with fresh water and hydro but no one lived there which was odd so I looked around and found no insects nor any interesting items but the house went on and on.

Eventually I left the house after seeing some pile of what looked like a fleshy mass created by many insects and as well the furnace was burning and protruding a calming glow, I left and when I returned I brought some friends as I told them how strange the place was as soon as we entered my freinds vasinished.

I could here them joking around inside the house and thought nothing of it. As I left all seemed good but my friends weren't the same they were off. I asked about another friend and they Saw nothing of the sort. Other than one a good distance away in another area not within the house was now an alcoholic. They then proceeded on to go to sleep the next day still in the dream I purchased the strange abandoned house feeling it calling to me and when I signed for the house it began talking to me oddly calling to me.

So I went to check it out and was excited for the first house that was mine alone. So I decided to go there and noticed it looked as though it had been thoroughly cleaned with minor dirty left behind but a clean water supply including a purifier was there.

As I explored I noticed more furniture was there and it was used, like people had been sleeping there so I looked further in and noticed that the pile infringement of the furnace was gone and black beetles or some insects were materializing from the cracks and swamed into a pile so I left that area for the time being a priority not a problem oddly that I would clean or fix later.

So the following day in my dream still, I walked some friends back over and this time when they entered they were immediately slashed to ribbons and cut down by a figure silly enough that looked like Freddy from nightmare on elm street but also was not Freddy and somehow I knew that it was actually the insects from the basement protecting not only the house but myself and after butchering them calmly spoke with me saying the home was a gift to me and they are protecting me. As I was calm and a bit shocked at the sight I didn't feel retaliation was Nessessary, who or what ever this was felt like an inner demon/guardian angel. It asked nothing of me and felt it was protecting me while also giving me extreme levels of insight on myself. It also said the house is mine and no one else's.

I am not religious nor know anything really of religion only small pieces. Yet still persist to have what some would call symbolic nightmares and such which is fascinating. Thanks for the read, hope you enjoy.