▶ Demons Are Real
Steve Howard submitted:
Sleep paralysis, to oversimplify for brevity’s sake, is being awake but unable to move in one’s dream, often feeling “trapped” but “aware”. Many would claim that’s what I have, but there’s one snag… I fall asleep with my eyes open when I experience sleep paralysis.
The trigger for this is what I call “half-light”. Half-light is the murkiness of a bedroom right before dusk turns into night, where you can still see but the shadows are the deepest. I fear half-light more than anything on earth.
I was living in an apartment as a single dude. My bedroom had a sliding glass door to an outside porch. The blinds on the sliding glass doors would obscure the street light just enough to cast murkiness through the room, creating a perfect half-light atmosphere for me to sleep in.
One night, I thought I was awake waiting to fall asleep - hard concept to get, I know, but trust me on this one. I was on my back, looking up at the ceiling, not thinking of anything in particular. Oddly, I felt something sink the bed to my left and felt panic scream through my blood. I looked over and saw this: a squatting, pear shaped demon that had a mouth similar to a gigantic toad. It was looking down at me, inches from where I lay, with a slight look of what I would describe as amusement on its face. I thought to myself it had to be a dream and that I was experiencing sleep paralysis, so I began using a technique I learned to prove I was sleeping. In a dream, at least for me, they can be very complex and bizarre, but lack what I describe as the “details” of reality. Specifically, if I try to focus on the small details like the weave of a throw rug, the dream unravels and I can regain control until the sleep paralysis ends. Fine details don’t exist in my dreams. On this night, I honed in on the skin texture of the toad demon smirking down at me. To my horror and to this day, I saw the most intricate detail that I can still picture in my mind as if it were a photograph. The brownish-yellow color of the demon, the cracks and crevices, the overlapping folds of leathery skin, single hair follicles - all at the same level of resolution as if I held up a magnifying glass to look at my grandmother’s laugh lines. At that point, I started trying to scream but could not, of course, since I was in the throes of sleep paralysis. When my sanity reached its breaking point, the demon instantly disappeared. My eyes were wide open and I could finally move. I stress again… my eyes were never shut during this whole nightmare! I didn’t wake up – I was awake with eyes wide open the whole time. I was just paralyzed, witnessing this horror.
Since then, I’ve slept with the television on every night for the past 14 years.
There have been other events but I don’t want this post to be overly long.
I believe there is evil out there that slips into our reality. I was cursed with the ability to see these things.
I stay out of the half-light.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: You are very good at telling your story! 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!