Sleep
Sleep comes too easily, it's like falling down a well, I can feel it happening, the buzzing starts and I know that they are coming, the faceless shadows that torment me. I can feel the hysteria and panic rising, can't run, can't scream. I feel hands around my ankles pulling me down the bed and through the veil of my half closed lids I see in the mirror on the chimney breast, shadows pouring through the wall as the room bends and twists into an endless tunnel with no light at the end.

The crushing pain in my chest starts and I can feel such malevolence in the room with me, I am going to die. It is going to kill me. I try to focus myself and try to move a finger, a toe and as soon as I do the shadows vanish.

Other times, I get the same sensation of falling and all of a sudden I am sinking through the matress, watching coils of metal and wads of foam give way to pipes and dust, then I stop because I am stuck, to my own sleeping feet. I am my own shadow, like Peter Pan, partially sewn on by Wendy.

Very occasionally, I climb out of the window and swim through the night sky, every so often touching down to push of from the ground. I see back gardens of friends houses and twinkling lights, it looks like a toy town from up here and I feel so happy.

I am, I must admit, fairly likely to atribute experiences I can't explain to something other worldly and I realise that the above is due to weird sleepy time chemicals but the flying dreams, I love!
(GirlOfTheWorld, Wed 19 Sep 2012, 13:18, 1 reply)

Sleep paralysis
Fairly common, and the most likely explanation for all of the "shadowy figure(s) at food of the bed" ghost stories.

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis
(thefuckestuppest cheapened this, on, Wed 19 Sep 2012, 13:36, closed)