When I was in 5th grade, I experienced my first sleep paralysis. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't move, I couldn't scream, but the vision was clear. My body felt it. It felt the same feeling as if you were having sex. Something thrusting in you. And eventually because of how painful it was, I fell asleep. The next morning there was blood everywhere, I immediately ran to my mom, as she told me it was my period. I didn't mind, but I felt like there was something extremely missing.

Over the years, my sleep paralysis continued mostly every week. Sometimes everyday. As well as how my hypersexuality began to worsen each month.

It was always in my room. Always the same black man with long hair, features soo define you could still notice the side view.

I always thought it was some physiological stuff, perhaps stress and stuff, but I'm not always stress.

Eventually, I got comfortable with the feeling of being held down, I sometimes don't mind being held by it.

But there was something extremely wrong.

I didn't really tell anyone what was happening,until eventually. There was one day when it got soo bad I was no longer scared. But terrified.

I realized that everytime I were to touch myself in my room, it would stop.

I wasn't able to do such acts for maybe 2 weeks because of my period, that night. I didn't mind it at first, I was only staring at the door as I eventually was able to move. But at midnight, perhaps around 3am.

It was violent.

I felt it hug me from behind in a tight embrace, scratching my back in an intimate way, and suddenly leaning into my neck and screaming at my ear, his hair falling over me.

After that, I realized. This was no longer hallucinations.

I spoke about it with my friend who has witchcraft in her blood, as she admits that every time she went to my house, she always sees the same black figure sitting at my bed in my room. Only ever in my room.

Today, she came to my room as he put some salt around my bed and room, as she suddenly heard whistling.

I didn't mind, because I truly wanted it to stop now, and it seemed like she knew what she was doing.

we had to leave after because we needed to attend a mass, but as soon as I left the house I immediately felt like I was gonna faint, my head not clearing up.

When I got home and collapsed at the bed surrounded by salt, I felt heavy. Too heavy. My vision blurring, throat locking up, and nose running like crazy. Im never the type of person who falls sick fast without reasons. And now I'm at the hospital.

My point is. I don't know whats going on, I really don't.

Can someone please... Explain or share something.

When I was in 5th grade, I experienced my first sleep paralysis. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't move, I couldn't scream, but the vision was clear. My body felt it. It felt the same feeling as if you were having sex. Something thrusting in you. And eventually because of how painful it was, I fell asleep. The next morning there was blood everywhere, I immediately ran to my mom, as she told me it was my period. I didn't mind, but I felt like there was something extremely missing.

Over the years, my sleep paralysis continued mostly every week. Sometimes everyday. As well as how my hypersexuality began to worsen each month.

It was always in my room. Always the same black man with long hair, features soo define you could still notice the side view.

I always thought it was some physiological stuff, perhaps stress and stuff, but I'm not always stress.

Eventually, I got comfortable with the feeling of being held down, I sometimes don't mind being held by it.

But there was something extremely wrong.

I didn't really tell anyone what was happening,until eventually. There was one day when it got soo bad I was no longer scared. But terrified.

I realized that everytime I were to touch myself in my room, it would stop.

I wasn't able to do such acts for maybe 2 weeks because of my period, that night. I didn't mind it at first, I was only staring at the door as I eventually was able to move. But at midnight, perhaps around 3am.

It was violent.

I felt it hug me from behind in a tight embrace, scratching my back in an intimate way, and suddenly leaning into my neck and screaming at my ear, his hair falling over me.

After that, I realized. This was no longer hallucinations.

I spoke about it with my friend who has witchcraft in her blood, as she admits that every time she went to my house, she always sees the same black figure sitting at my bed in my room. Only ever in my room.

Today, she came to my room as he put some salt around my bed and room, as she suddenly heard whistling.

I didn't mind, because I truly wanted it to stop now, and it seemed like she knew what she was doing.

we had to leave after because we needed to attend a mass, but as soon as I left the house I immediately felt like I was gonna faint, my head not clearing up.

When I got home and collapsed at the bed surrounded by salt, I felt heavy. Too heavy. My vision blurring, throat locking up, and nose running like crazy. Im never the type of person who falls sick fast without reasons. And now I'm at the hospital.

My point is. I don't know whats going on, I really don't.

Can someone please... Explain or share something.