I went to bed at 1am. My friends say otherwise

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I’ve had a troublesome childhood, and most of my friends have too, so one has chronic insomnia due to PTSD. So, my friends and I were having somewhat of a sleepover at my grandmothers house because my house was too dangerous to stay at and we were sharing a bed (there was three of us in total), and mind you, we were kids and were not under the influence of any drugs or alcohol. It was approximately eleven pm and My friends and I, who I’ll call Bethany and Luna, were talking as most young girls do, (the light was on, and this detail is critical) and we look at the fan. The fan was wood with no designs and yet, there was human (or what looked like human) faces being contorted with fear and pain. They looked like the mask from Scream copy and pasted all over the fan. It wasn’t just me who was seeing them. It was horrifying. Then, one smiled at us, the most evil smile one couldn’t even fathom. So we started to laugh and giggle, so we turned off the fan to stop the faces from appearing and it worked. We kept talking till around one am, and then I decided to go to bed early (I’m an extreme introvert and night owl with mild insomnia that didn’t kick in yet) so I did just that.

We woke up the next morning at 7am from muscle memory. We ate breakfast and I asked the question “what did I miss?”. They said “what do you mean? You were up with us the entire time laughing and making jokes. You even got up to find the Ouja board, but I remembered we didn’t bring one, but you insisted.” Said Bethany, in a very confused tone. I have never played with a Ouja board and I never will because my mother has had a very bad experience with one. “Wait, I went to bed at 1 though.” I chuckled, and Luna responded with the worst answer I could have wanted. “No. You went to bed after us, and after we laid down, you just stared at the wall.” We left the lights on because of the whole faces in the fan thing. I don’t remember any of this, but I distinctly remember going to bed at 1am and if someone could offer an explanation on what this was, please tell me. I don’t have a history with mental illnesses, and I really want- no, I need to know what the hell happened that night…

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