So back way back in November last, I wrote a post about a spooky experience I went through in the dead of night, featuring an out of body experience and some sort of ghostly poltergeist: http://isabeloola.blogspot.com/2010/11/paranormal-activity.html
Last night I think I got to the bottom of it.
Once again, as I was about to go to sleep I had that feeling of someone else being in the room. Someone see through and ectoplasmy. What can I say? I have an overactive imagination, and I gave it little thought before drifting relatively easily into sleep. That night I had a peculiar dream, which, at first, mostly made me feel sad; families (that I didn't know) were writing messages on their computers to children and babies that had died in their families. Weird, and depressing too: Like a forum to the afterlife.
After I had strolled through multiple living rooms and homes that these families resided in, I reached the last. I read the tragic little note (cannot remember what it said at all) and turned around to see the dead son standing before me with his ominous face and yellow tshirt. Creepy ghost children are absolutely not what I want in a dream. Almost immediately my brain kicked in: "No. Abort. ABORT." And up I woke. Except I was still in the dream. Stupid REM cycle. What a rem.
So. A brief shot of lucid dreaming followed by sleep paralysis. Yum.
I don't know how long passed but I woke properly (sort of) at some point (obviously). Of course, I couldn't move -_- And when I finally could it was like I had pins and needles all over my body. Unpleasant.
When I finally plucked up the courage to turn my head and switch on the light I saw that it was a little after 2am.
I read Simon Pegg's Nerd Do Well until I couldn't fight the demon sleep anymore and passed out. No dreams followed. Restful bliss!
(When I woke up one of my necklaces was lying on the lower tier of my table. I am going to pretend I know for sure that it had been on the higher tier and was just knocked down)
Last night I think I got to the bottom of it.
Once again, as I was about to go to sleep I had that feeling of someone else being in the room. Someone see through and ectoplasmy. What can I say? I have an overactive imagination, and I gave it little thought before drifting relatively easily into sleep. That night I had a peculiar dream, which, at first, mostly made me feel sad; families (that I didn't know) were writing messages on their computers to children and babies that had died in their families. Weird, and depressing too: Like a forum to the afterlife.
After I had strolled through multiple living rooms and homes that these families resided in, I reached the last. I read the tragic little note (cannot remember what it said at all) and turned around to see the dead son standing before me with his ominous face and yellow tshirt. Creepy ghost children are absolutely not what I want in a dream. Almost immediately my brain kicked in: "No. Abort. ABORT." And up I woke. Except I was still in the dream. Stupid REM cycle. What a rem.
So. A brief shot of lucid dreaming followed by sleep paralysis. Yum.
I don't know how long passed but I woke properly (sort of) at some point (obviously). Of course, I couldn't move -_- And when I finally could it was like I had pins and needles all over my body. Unpleasant.
When I finally plucked up the courage to turn my head and switch on the light I saw that it was a little after 2am.
I read Simon Pegg's Nerd Do Well until I couldn't fight the demon sleep anymore and passed out. No dreams followed. Restful bliss!
(When I woke up one of my necklaces was lying on the lower tier of my table. I am going to pretend I know for sure that it had been on the higher tier and was just knocked down)
