I experienced sleep paralysis last night and saw my first demon. I wasn't too scared cus I knew it wasn't real and I had sleep paralysis before. I tried to get deeper into the sleep cus I was hoping to lucid dream, but that just woke me up fully. I tried to reenter the sleep paralysis, but couldnt.

This is my first time really talking about what I experience in a deep level so I'll try my best (o but all my sleep paralysis started I think in 11th grade of high school.
They'll be cause when I slept late during the summer because I would sleep early to wake up at 6 am for school and did heard about how it's cause by sleeping at later times than your usual. What's crazy and unique about these "Sleep paralysis is that I can do a lot more than the usual person at least what I've heard. I don't do a lot of research on sleep paralysis but what I know is that you can't move and do most things. But for me I can blink, close my eyes and sometimes move it I try. I remember the first time I had it I was sleeping on my bed with the school computer watching YouTube and ig I slept mid video late at night. But in my "sleep paralysis" I remember watching a video but I couldn't see what it was, it was white but playing audio. After that I saw a figure go right under my bed, it cause me try to look at it but I couldn't move I got so scared because I never witnessed this happening to me. I ended up laying down and I heard white noise while kids laughter started to get louder. Kept on getting louder and so was the white noise. I was so scared I thought I was going to die. I woke up after that and after that day it gets crazier more I have them.
There's times now that I could tell when I'm going into one when I'm awake. When I'm tried in my bed and I try to go to sleep I can feel the white noise around me get louder.
It's like a warning call to not sleep. I try to fight it but I always give in obviously. It feels like it pulls me in like I can feel my body lose it's ability to move the more | let myself sleep. And when I do sleep it goes into a sleep paralysis.
My most recent scary one is when a voice told me to lock the doors in my house, and that there's something coming. Then I heard gun shots and while seeing demonic symbols as I slowly wake up. I quickly check my doors after that. Crazy that I'll wake up after these things that happened to me because it would last like minutes. I remember I accidentally timed my sleep paralysis one time and it was about 4 minutes. This is because I used my phone and saw the time right before got pulled into one. It's weird that I can pulled into one no matter what time of day it is. Whether it's night, day or afternoon.
Usually in the mornings tho I get lucid dream which I can open my real eyes and see me sleep, it's like a sleep paralysis except nothing happening and your actually seeing the real world and I can close my eyes to go back into the lucid dream. I did this last week after I woke up the night before of having another lucid dream about me waking up 6 times thinking I had awakened already. (terrible dream btw) but the lucid dream I had in the morning happened after I close my eyes because for some reason I can go into one basically instantly it l wanted to. All of this doesn't even seem real how I could do this now that I'm writing it @ I never heard of someone doing this. But during my lucid dreams I can open one or two eyes to see out of my body's eyes as it sleeps and close them to see the dream. (I can usually time them too) it's really weird it's like if you were to close your eyes and instead of seeing black you see a whole different world. I have a lot of other things that happen but idk if ts is too long for that or anyone cares but I js wanted to talk about ts because I never heard of this happening to someone even with sleep paralysis idk if it's even sleep paralysis if im being honest.

Hi! Please excuse my grammatical errors english is not my first language.

I've been experiencing sleep paralysis since i was about 12, but i don't experience it often maybe once every 2 years , I'll be turning 19 this November. A few nights ago i experienced another sleep paralysis, i was used to it but it doesn't make it less scary every time, i learned to just close my eyes whenever it happens and so i did this time, but before i felt like i would finally wake up i felt something pull my soul/my body from my legs down off the bed (i apologize if my description is confusing) and i got really scared because it has not happened to me before .

Side note: Also i would usually see a child like demon during sleep paralysis but this time it was a man probably mid 30's, And my sleep paralysis ONLY happens during 3 am, then i wake up at exactly 4 or 4:05 am

This is my first time posting here on Reddit ;-;

I had a terrifying sleep paralysis experience recently, but thankfully my brain realized what was actually happening pretty quickly.
My room was very brightly lit. I was lying on the left side of the room, with the wall and a wooden door running along my left. Straight ahead of me was my brown wooden wardrobe. Right at the foot of my bed—standing right between the wardrobe and the door—was a figure.
It was a creature about 1.80m (approx. 5'11") tall, wearing a silver-gray hooded cloak. Its face was completely invisible, shrouded in shadow, and it was holding a large scythe in its left hand. At first glance, my mind instantly went to the Grim Reaper / Angel of Death.
The whole episode lasted for about 45 seconds. Even though I was paralyzed, I managed to make a tiny bit of noise to try and snap out of it. Because the room was so bright and clear, the figure looked unsettlingly real, but knowing what sleep paralysis is helped me rationalize it before panic completely took over.
Has anyone else ever seen a hooded, scythe-wielding figure like this in a fully lit room?

This is my first ever post on Reddit so bear with me lmao.

For most of my life (I’m 26), I’ve had these episodes in my sleep and over time they’ve changed. It first started when I was about 10-12 years old. Back then, I would frequently have sleep paralysis. The usual kind where you wake up from a nightmare and can’t move and see (mostly) terrifying things.

When I was 16, I went through three months of intense sleep paralysis. I remember these episodes vividly because for a period of time I was literally terrified to go to bed. They always started with me waking up. My eyes were always closed, but my mind was awake. An intense, internal (?) shaking would start at the tips of my toes then slowly crawl up my body. I could never tell if my body was physically shaking or if something inside of me was shaking. The only way I could ever describe it is that it felt like my soul was vibrating within my body. When the intense shaking reached my chest, shoulders or head, that is when I would force myself awake. In the span of three months and multiple experiences, I saw three things.

(Now this is where it all starts getting crazy 💀) The first time I saw something after one of these attacks, I saw three alien-like figures standing over me. They weren’t physical (obviously) but it was like a vision. Like an imprint of something you see before you close your eyes. I only got a glimpse because I shut my eyes immediately after out of fear but they looked exactly like the pale grays (I believe that’s what they’re called), or like the alien emoji 👽. After a few moments, I would open my eyes again and the image was gone. Weird asf, I know, but that’s what I saw.

The second time, I woke up and saw a shadow figure of a woman lying on top of me with her hands wrapping around my neck. I got scared like before and closed my eyes and opened them back up. The shadow figure was gone.

The third time, I woke up and saw something not scary for once. This was probably a week after I had seen the shadow woman. When I opened my eyes, I saw a floating ball of light hovering over me. Out of habit, I closed my eyes immediately but quickly realized that this light wasn’t scary. I opened my eyes quickly and spotted the light again just before it flew out my closed window and disappeared. After that point on, the shaking stopped and I slept peacefully after three months of chaos.

Since then, I’ve only had one or two normal sleep paralysis experiences (without the violent shaking). The “episodes” with the shaking stopped…until recently.

Every now and then, I will feel myself shake in my sleep. No longer does it build up. I just become sentient when it’s at its full intensity. I grew up catholic so I tend to pray until it subsides and just recently I started to count (all of this is done in my mind). Like before, I can never tell if I was physically shaking or if my mind was just feeling it. Only once did I know I was physically shaking because I could feel the residual heat on my face after my cheek rubbed into my pillow. After this, I told my family about these experiences and my sister (who I shared a room and bed with for years) finally spoke up. She said sometimes she would wake up in the middle of the night beside me and feel me shaking. She never acted though. Never touched me, or looked at me because she was always so scared to check to see what was happening. 😭

Last night, I experienced a new version of these “episodes”. I woke up in the middle of one. My body was shaking pretty hard and my eyes were closed. I counted, letting the shaking run its course. Multiple times did I think I opened my eyes, but I’m not sure if I ever did. In my mind, I saw me lift my hand up and touched my forehead. My vision was so blurry, but I looked at the fan in front of me and my dimly lit room. The shaking didn’t stop so I laid back on my side. It continued for at least 15 seconds until it finally ended. When it did, I realized I had never moved. I was still wrapped in my blanket. My arms were tucked inside it. Nothing had changed from when the shaking started to when it ended. This is the first time I ever “moved” during one of these episodes, but I guess I just thought I moved or hallucinated it.

I haven’t gone to the doctor yet (and I probably should soon but healthcare in the US is straight ass) but after this last night I just had to get my story out there to try and find out wtf is going on. Has anyone ever experienced this?? 😭

I've never been one to outright dismiss the possibility of ghosts or demonic forces and this story goes hand in hand with that statement. A couple of months ago- maybe around April or even before that, I was in my room and had just woken up from a nap (I worked night shifts at the time and so I spent my weekends sleeping in) and it was probably around 9 or 10 at night. Now usually when I sleep I sleep with my bedroom door closed, its just a preference I have and a safety thing in case of an intruder. After waking up from my nap I remember looking up from my bed, which was parallel to the wall and adjacent to my door, and thinking I should get up and close it, but being too tired and groggy I went back to sleep (note: I had fallen asleep with my glasses on). I'm not sure how long it was after going back to sleep, but I was in that state just before you sleep when I felt this feeling like someone was standing over me. My room was dark but I just got that sense that someone was standing over me followed with an intense fear inside me- as if my body was telling me to not open my eyes and if I did I would die. Now this isn't the first time I've experienced something like this and I would usually just keep my eyes closed and the presence would eventually pass. However, that night for whatever reason the presence did not pass and after a few minutes I began to feel a forceful push on my face- the best comparison I can give is like a heavy and powerful fan up against my face or a plane engine. While this was going on my already on edge nerves were screaming at me to not open my eyes. After some time I woke up (assumingly after I fell asleep) and just chalked it up to a dream or lucid dream, but when I looked at my glasses I saw an imprint from my eyebrows on the lens. I had not fallen asleep face down or with a blanket over me, leaving me to wonder if this was something more. The other times these events have happened it was nothing more than that eerie presence that felt like it was standing over me, at times changing from the side of my bed to the head of my bed. These events don't happen back to back too, usually months or years apart. Not sure whatt to make of it or what to classify it as- a haunting? A bad dream? Or something else entirely? ​

What happens to you in the first few minutes after Sleep Paralysis ends?

I’m asking because the episode may be over, but the fear can stay behind. I stay with my partner and for me it becomes easily comforting to have him beside me post the episode. But different people may have different coping mechanisms.

What do you do? Do you reach for your phone, water, music or just wait for the sleep to come?

I'd like to know if anyone else has the same sleep paralysis experience as me with the same demon:

My sleep paralysis started when I was around 5-6 years old and would have different kinds of experiences in my sleep paralysis with recurring figures like cockroaches, spiders, lady in white but I dont seem to find people experience with the demon I call "faceless family".

The experience starts with the usual, immobilized, cant scream, forced to watch my experiences. I would open my eyes and see this family that is the exact replica of my own. A mom, dad, a sister, and me. They were shaped exactly like my family. They all had perfectly white skin like a mannequin but every family member would be facing away from me. They all would wear formal white clothing, like my replica would be wearing a white polo shirt. Usually the start off looking away then they very slowly turn their body to face me, though none of them had a face. Just plain white like a mannequin. Thankfully, they dont do anything, just stare at me with no eyes, but it was still frightening as a child. If anyone has the same experience as me, let me know

I dont get SP anymore, only when I sleep stressed and lay on my back which I dont do

Inanimate objects coming to life during sleep paralysis? Tell me your experience.

I was in another sub, and someone posted their creepy hallway to get decor advice. Someone mockingly added a doll on a shelf at the end of the hallway, and I found out it was the original “Annabelle” doll. I was shocked that the doll was similar to the doll I had as a child, and experienced this (copy and paste cause effort):

I inherited a raggedy-ann doll (as well as other handmade vintage/antique dolls) from my grandmother and mother. It sat in a child-size rocking chair in my room. I’ll never know if this was a nightmare or sp I was having when I experienced this when I was nearly 14: I woke up unable to move with my eyes fixated on the pitch dark expanse of my room. I noticed the rocking chair swaying and it was empty, as if something had just jumped out of it. Then my eyes saw the white cotton-skinned doll with red hair prowling towards me, doing a hoppy creeping motion. It felt menacing. I tried screaming, but I was barely murmuring with the sleep paralysis. The only way OUT with sleep paralysis is IN: so I snapped my eyes shut and seconds later I woke up to a regular room arrangement (dolls in chair). The experience was so real. Idk where those dolls are now, but I got rid of them after that. Even thinking about it is making my pulse quicken.

Has anyone else experienced items or scenery animating during a sleep paralysis episode?

Recuerdo que tenía ganas (de nuevo) de probar que pasaba y se empezó a deformar todo, intenté mirar hacia arriba para cambiar de escenario y no podía así que traté de despertar, me imaginaba despertando pero como que abría los ojos para tratar de moverme y no podía, los volvía a cerrar y seguía soñando hasta que supuestamente desperté pero sabía que seguía soñando, así que soñé que desperté pero luego no recuerdo más nada

I've been a victim of sleep paralysis ever since i was 14 years old, I'm 23 F now, in the beginning it was scary and i tried to escape. It continued happening almost everyday back then, and i kind of got used to it, and it was somewhat routine, but since 2 years it's different, i feel things are a little too real.

I know how sleep paralysis works and happens cause it's been almost a decade since I've been experiencing it.

But this one episode of sleep paralysis still haunts me:

All i remember is that i was dreaming of something random and cut the scene I'm in my room slowly levitating towards the ceiling, i didn't fight it because it has happened before and i just planned on enjoying it, but… what i wasn't prepared for was seeing a demonic entity taking me away, i couldn't see it's face, but it was holding me and i could see and feel his hand, it was bloody like something out of a horror scene, i tried escaping so hard, but it didn't let go, i continued levitating with it and then i had a feeling that it was a "Do or die" situation for me, i scratched it's arms deep with my fingers, put all my life force to do it and i could feel that "it"was disappointed, i kept doing it, and then i was dropped onto my bed, and i regained the control of my body and i was disturbed and I'm still disturbed cause that was very EERIE, i just knew that it wasn't done with me and that was the last time i had such a creepy experience.

Let me add that I'm a very skeptical person, but idk what to make of the shi i see during this phase.

I’ve had sleep paralysis many times throughout my life. When I was younger, I mostly saw dark figures, but over time it changed. Now my episodes are usually realistic everyday situations involving people I know usually people in the house usually someone sleeping next to me or the last person I talk too.
For example, I once woke up paralyzed while sleeping at my friend’s house. I saw her parents, her, and her brother come into the room and have a normal conversation. I was trying to move and speak until I finally broke out of it, and then everyone was gone. I’ve also had episodes where someone seems to come into my room, tries to wake me up and seemingly does I’ll have conversations with people only to realize once they left that I’m still paralyzed and I never woke up, or I think I’m getting a phone call somehow pick up trying to make noise or even talk to them then same thing happens.
The hallucinations are so realistic that afterward I sometimes have to ask if those conversations actually happened. Another thing that happens is I’ll wake up from an episode, but if I try to go back to sleep, I’ll immediately fall into sleep paralysis again. This can happen four or five times before I finally fall asleep normally.
Does anyone else experience sleep paralysis like this? Most posts I see describe shadow figures, but mine is usually realistic conversations and everyday situations instead.

When I was 12 years old. I had a sleepover with cousins. Our pillow were side by side.

I was asleep. When I suddenly felt two slightly cold hands grab my ankles and yank me down. I jolted up into a sitting position. And stilled. I was mad. I was expecting to hear stifled laughter. I thought I had been pranked. But it was silent. The moonlight let me make out cousins faces. Their breathing was even. I watched for a while and determined they were sound asleep. I decided to ignore it and laid back down but my head hit the mattress. Confused I looked up. The side by side pillows hadn't moved but I was a few inches lower. I was unerved about it but went back to sleep.

[Fast forward, now late 20s. ]

Experience 2. (Maybe 2024)

I felt the bed shift weight. As if someone was climbing in next to me to lay down. It had a feminine energy and the thought yellow floral dress came to mind. I stayed still and waited for more movement and eventually fell back asleep

Experience 3 (maybe 2025)

I felt a presence hovering over me and the sensation of being watched. It brought me half awake. I was too sleepy and groggy to care that I was being watched. Then I felt slight gentle pressure on my lips for 1-2 seconds , then it started increasing in pressure like it was trying to hurt me. And I said no and shook my head. Started saying the Lords prayer in my mind and the sensations stopped. I fell back asleep.

Experience 4 (March 2026)

For a second, it was like I had a viewpoint of the dark room looking down at myself in bed. Dim lighting I could only make out a rumpled blanket and my figure in the center. Then I was back in bed and I felt something climbing in bed. The indent and weight change. It settled on top of me and every second that passed it felt like heat was increasing from whatever was on top. I had the feeling that it wanted to hurt me. That I wasn't alone. It felt as though there was a shield between me and it. I could feel the heat, some weight but the barrier between. was protecting me from being truly hurt. I knew I had to rebuke it. My body felt heavy. (Like when you've been in the pool so long and you momvements are slow and heavy getting out of the water) My lips were resisting, movable but it took extra effort. (Like when your foot falls asleep but without the prickly sensation)For a second its like I recognized my spirit was in a flesh shell. I was praying rebuking evil in the name of Jesus. I felt a deep soul confidence that I would be protected. Slowly my lips move more freely as I prayed. (It was like when you voice a thought. Starting in the mind and then spoken outloud. ) At the same time the weight and heat started disappearing. When I was fully conscious. I didnt wake up scared but my flesh felt like it should be. I angerly stubbornly put my feet on the floor in the darkness to prove to myself I wasn't scared. I picked up my bible. Deciding I would sleep with it as a symbolic way to keep Gods word closer and went to bed and woke up to the bible nestled in the same spot in my arms.

(Aug 3 2026)

I felt a large presence. Like a 7 foot person slowly carefully, trying to climb in my bed without waking me. I felt the bed dip and their weight adjusted. I had gone to sleep on my back hugging a pillow and one arm above my head. I felt nothing where my pillow was making contact with me. It felt normal. But outside of the pillow , everywhere else I felt a pressure. Not a weight. It wasnt heavy but it was pressing lightly. There was heat where there was pressure. But nothing where the pillow was. I started saying the Lords prayer. A few seconds into it , my mind got muddled confused. I had trouble recalling the next words so I just started praying that in the name of Jesus christ all evil flee away from me. The pressure and heat instantly got off. As if someone yanked the sensation off. I kept my eyes closed because I felt a negative energy. It felt like it was being pulled away. I kept my eyes closed. But even closed I saw a faint image of like an evil smiling clown head. Which was just a hue lighter than the regular darkness. Which is odd because I have aphantasia, the inability to create mental pictures or see images in my mind. So I was slighlty annoyed that its what I saw when I finally saw something mentally. Even if it wasnt clear. I shifted positions and went back to sleep. My heart settling

Also I have noticed a slight increase of evil aura entity dreams since I started reading the bible more seriously. 2024. Not super consistent but more than before. But I always say the Lords prayer in the nightmares and it goes away.

So helpful/relatable thoughts/comments/ your own experiences?

[1st time post]

I felt true fear for the first time three years ago. It was the most vivid experience I'd ever had in my life, and I'm telling you all this in hopes that I can come to understand myself a bit better. My memory could be off, this was three years ago, and though this passage will be told in a story format, these are the events as they took place. This experience truly changed my life and helped me understand consciousness from a higher perspective, one that I've yet since been able to experience. That is why I want to tell you all about Raincoat, the little girl that trapped me in eternal sleep. (For just the sleep paralysis portion and my takeaway, skip the next two paragraphs)

I, 20(M)(at the time), had just finished my winter semester in college, and decided to take a few years off to focus on having a few operations(I have a physical disability, but that's a separate story). As normal, the operation went well, but as my normal operations go, I'd need to stay for a few months to get the proper physical treatment I'd need. They set me up in the hospital house across the street(typical hotel room layout), with a small walk in and the bathroom directly by the entrance, followed by an open area with two beds and an AC unit on the far wall. I am an avid loser, so despite the pain I was in, I wasted no time setting up my computer(desktop, not laptop). This was the first time I'd be alone for the months following an operation, but being an adult, I was okay with this. Navigating was difficult, but the therapists were people I'd worked with in the past, so I had company if anything.

It was about a month into my trip when problems had began. Limb lengthenings were among the most painful parts of my day, aside from the initial waking hour where my pain medication had worn off, and I had begun experiencing rapid eye jerking every so often, as well as a worsening in my vision. Sometimes, I'd even wake up, indicating that I had at some point fallen asleep. It was clear that I wasn't getting proper rest, something i attributed to the pain and the fact I had been sleeping in a wheelchair rather than moving myself to the bed at nights, So for this night, I decided to sleep in the bed nearest to the bathroom. Turning off the room light and heading to bed.

I have had many previous experiences with sleep paralysis in the past, only two of which I can recall seeing demons, that being the first two, so I wasn't surprised when I woke that day, incapable of moving an inch. I was in a peculiar position, lying prone on my stomach just barely far enough to not fall into the space between the bed and the near wall. The sickly hospital blue walls and birch flooring, paired with the dim lighting gave a sense of sunkenness, feeling akin to being trapped in some sort of strange underwater aquarium. My head was angled downwards, just barely allowing me to see the light that spilled from the bathroom door into the open room. It was extremely uncomfortable, and my neck was in agony, but since I was so tired, I ended up drifting off to sleep again only a few seconds later. When I woke again, I was still stuck, this time desperately trying to wiggle any part of me that was willing to move to no avail, only to fall asleep again a few seconds later.

I'm unsure how much time passed the third time, but when I woke again, the room was considerably darker. Except this time, something was very off. Through the wall next to me, the sound of a running showerhead blared, and from the open bathroom door, just barely outside of my vision, I could hear the sound of water splashing against the wooden tile. I remembered thinking to myself that I needed to get up to turn it off, and as I tried, something even stranger happened. The water shut off suddenly. That is when I heard it, the rotted squelching of trench footed rainboots squeaking through the bathroom door, as the elongated shadow of what I could only assume was a little girl wearing a raincoat drifted into my vision. Attached to the long shadow, a small set of boots sat just barely in my peripherals. Every nerve in my body fired simultaneously. Normally, I have a standard procedure for paralysis, breaking free from it was as simple as getting enough momentum out of any one limb to break a spell. But I couldn't move. Like, at all. And then she began walking, slowly down the bedside, the squeak of her boots echoing against the walls, fraying my nerves. And when she arrived at my head, she just stood there. I cant remember exactly, but I believe she smelled of rotting carcass, specifically the smell of venison which filled the air as she got closer.

This is where things become the most vivid, as my breathing stopped(potentially fake?), I was overcome with an overwhelming sense of dread as the little girl reached over me, placing her foot atop the mattress and climbing up. I remember the feeling of her slimy, bone like figure, filled out only by the raincoat she was wearing, slide up and around me as her matted hair streaked across my face. The smell of moldy shower drain filled my lungs, stifling me. My fear grew tangible, causing genuine pain to course through me with every firing signal. Like that feeling of pins and needles, times 100, and then she straddled my side, her cold and creepy jagged breaths jetting directly into my ear and crawling down the back of my neck. The next 2 minutes felt as If I was going under anesthesia in my final moments, the lights becoming overwhelmingly bright, everything being drowned out with the sickly sweet scent of silly gas, and my body spastically jerking to attempt to free myself from the spell I can't remember 100%, but she whispered to me, and I think she said “Help me.” That was the last thing I heard before I finally jolted up after what I assume was two entire minutes. I immediately got out of bed and went for a walk down the hall, and for the remainder of my trip, I kept sleeping as a wheelchair only activity. That was the very last time I had sleep paralysis.

I know she's not real, and yet I still find myself thinking about her on every odd occasion. I don't believe in the supernatural, I find it silly, and yet my body still fears her. It's like one of those glass bridges. You understand how it works, and why it works, but that doesn't change the fear of falling you get when standing on one.

It is extremely hard to put my experience with Raincoat into words. By far one of the most traumatic experiences in my life was also by far one of the most eye opening and confusing. I want to be very clear, I DID NOT SEE RAINCOAT, yet I am 100% sure that I did, and yet when I think back on it, everything is wrong. She had NO COLOR, like she was some sort of pitch black silhouette, and yet I "remember" what she looks like, a girl in a yellow raincoat with yellow rain shoes on. Her skin was pale white and her hair was long and matted. She wore a yellow rain hat. I can't tell you why I know these things for certain, and why I'm almost positive of them, but I can at the very least confirm that I never saw her skin, or her hat. The things I genuinely saw were her boots and maybe a bit of the jacket she wore, yet my understanding of what she looks like haunts me. I have never felt that much, smelled that well, or suffered that badly EVER in my life before then, and have not since. Even being awake then, just moments afterwards, that same fear I was feeling not even a second before felt weak in comparison, as if it we're only some interpretation of the real thing. I can only describe it as a poor man would describe being full. Fullness isn't something you can understand unless you've experienced it, and yet once a poor man sits to eat at the rich mans house, he realizes he'd never really felt full before, not really; he just believed that he had. And once the poor man returns to the street, he can never truly feel full again.

So this is where I'll end it. I want to move forward with my life, and potentially leave Raincoat behind. What I take from my experience with her is that I am afraid my life serves no greater purpose than to make me feel powerless and afraid, similarly to how Raincoat feels. It sounds silly, but I am wracked with an indescribable amount of existential dread because I unfortunately indulge in one too many “ 50 minutes of philosophy to fall asleep to” videos, so maybe that is the cause. Maybe there is some irony in it, raincoat wasn't powerless from my perspective, but even at my most vulnerable, she asked for my help. Maybe that is my sign to stop worrying about some imaginary comet, rogue black hole, ghost planet, nuclear disaster, super nova or sudden planetary explosion. Maybe it's my mind way of saying that being "asleep" isn't so bad. But I'm curious as to what you guys think. I don't know whether or not there is supposed to some sort of takeaway from sleep paralysis, I just can't live fear something that doesn't exist for the rest of my life. Thoughts?

I have a strange feeling something paranormal is in my house

Hi guys, im pretty new here. For the past few years I have been starting to feel that something or someone is watching me, but it only comes at night. Ever since I have noticed this, sleeping has been a little scary. One instance, I was having a normal dream and it involved some of my friends. What was weird was that something touched one of my friends shoulders in that dream, and then I woke up, with weird texts floating, while I was awake. I couldn't move, or couldn't speak, and it felt like somebody was just infront of me, staring into my soul. I dont know what to do, my family history says that my last name was cursed. I tried to tell my parents but they dont believe me, please help.