Was it sleep Paralysis or a demon?

What I am about to tell you happened a few years ago, the summer before my first year of college. I have not stopped thinking about that day and what I experienced. The memory of that day haunts me, and like many scarring and truly terrifying things, I do believe that this memory will haunt me forever. There are times where all the fear and anxiety of what happened to me seems to all come flooding back. I am hoping that by sharing this with all of you it will help me feel more at peace. I have only told my sister and my parents what happened, but I have not told them everything. I feel like it would be a burden to them if they knew everything that happened, so I have kept the worst of what has happened to me a secret. I hope that this does not burden anyone who reads or hears this story.

It was a bright summer morning. I was relaxing in my living room watching T.V. when I nodded off. It was a quick nap, maybe 20 or 30 minutes long. When I woke up my eyes were open, but I could not move. I quickly assumed that I must be experiencing sleep paralysis. I had had it many times before, but this time was different. Usually when I have sleep paralysis, I cannot open my eye or move a muscle. I do feel a pressure over my entire body, but it reminds of a warm hug or blanket. To be honest, I fall back asleep most of the time. Even though this time was different I was not worried. I thought that as long as remained calm and waited it out I would be fine. I was quickly proven that my assumption was completely and 100% incorrect.

Soon a pressure started to build on my chest. It wasn’t bad at first, but soon it got heavier and heavier still it started becoming painful. It was getting hard to take full breaths with what felt like a grown man sitting on my chest. I still told myself to remain calm, but right after telling myself that I was thrown into sheer panic and terror. I felt a pair of big hands grab my neck and they started to squeeze tighter and tighter. At this point I began to panic. I was scared and all I could think of was how I was going to get away. It was at this moment that I realized I was not experiencing sleep paralysis. In my attempts to fight back and get away I start flailing my arms and legs. No matter how hard I fought back or tried to get away, I couldn’t. This thing could touch me and hurt me, but I couldn’t touch it. I tried screaming for help. My mom was only a few rooms away and I knew that if I could get a scream out, even a small one, she would hear and hopefully come help me. Every time I tried to scream the thing attacking me would squeeze harder, cutting the scream off before I could get it out.

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My nde was the scariest and best thing to ever happen to me

Hello Everyone. I have been thinking of posting this for a while. I thought about what I would say and when and how. Now I have found the perfect form to what I want to say. As of writing this, the date is Thursday, 1/24/2019. This absolutely True Story takes place 9/16/2018. I have Chronic Asthma, I’ve had it since birth. Unfortunately, its gotten in the way in my life. I am a little Autistic. I’m a male, 23 years of age, and in the past few months, I have made an entire change in my lifestyle and my overall life thinking and what I want for my future. Some examples include what I eat, how I think, and realizing who is whole-heartedly good and bad in my life. I live on the Outskirts of a small town in Vermont. In a trailer park. Not a trashy one either, it’s actually quite nice. I have become quite fond of this little three bedroom trailer.

Anyway on to what happened. Asfore-mentioned I have Chronic Asthma, well I was in a depressed state, as in a deep suicidal depression. At this time my girlfriend now fiancee was in the same depressive state. We were then living with my ex and now best friend. As well as my other best friend. For the sake of anonymity, I will change their names. For my fiancee, I will call her Sabby. My ex will be Lizzard, it was a nickname given to her by her sister when she was young. I loved it so much that I enjoyed calling her it. She honestly loves it, but won’t admit it to anyone if asked. Last but not least my best friend who we will call Pincent. He was there through a lot of major changes in my life and was absolutely supportive in my recovery, and still is to this day. Honestly, they all still are, and we are all still best friends.

We were all in this depressed situation, all three of us were suicidally depressed. On top of this, we had three dogs to care for. One was named Kaiya and she was 9. As well as my first fur baby named Susie who was 2 and a half. Lizzard and I still share custody of her, and Susie still knows me as Daddy. I still love her with all my heart. Last but not least in this story is Sophie. She is Pincents, she is about a year now I believe. I miss living with them. We all still talk, but it is just not the same. We are actually all meeting up at my friend’s house on Sunday to watch the Superbowl. I hate most sports but I can’t pass up the chance to hang with my friends again. I am more of the analytical type. I analyze everything I see and do.

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ok let me start out by saying this is a short story.
ok I was around 13 or 14 when this happened and i’m 19 now,
it was night time maybe 8:00pm and everyone that was in the house was down stairs, me and my little sisters decided to play a game but I don’t remember what game, so I ran up stairs to get the game, opened the door an I turned and there was a little boy he looked to be 8 years old he had short blonde hair he was short he had Know shirt on but the pants he was wearing looked like they were from the 20s. I saw him for 5 seconds and then he ran into the closet right beside him. but the door was shut and very small, I ran to the closet and there was no one there I was in the room alone. I’ve been living in the house for 8 years now i’m not sure when the house was built but I do know it’s very old.

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New Year’s Kiss

I guess I’ve always been a weird guy.

This happened on New Year’s Eve 2016. Most kids at school had planned to go to a party at some popular kid’s house. His parents were out of town celebrating. But I wasn’t a normal high schooler looking to get drunk. I wanted a thrill to start off the new year, as part of a larger New Year’s resolution I had made to start doing things that pushed the limits. More danger, more excitement, more daring. I guess this was my rebellious stage of sorts. There was only one place I knew of that could provide the kind of adrenaline I was looking for.

At the edge of my town (a mid-sized city in Oregon), there is an old abandoned meat-packing plant, for pork I think it was. It hasn’t been in use for over fifty years, and though you would expect it to be a hotspot for urban explorers or teens wanting to hangout, for some reason people seemed to make an effort to avoid the plant. The few people who would dare to enter refused to say much about it, normally deflecting and changing the subject. But me being the lunatic I am, I saw it as the perfect New Year’s destination. I would even go alone, just to make it that more surreal.

I left in my old green sedan about 10:30 p.m., and it took about half an hour to get to the other side of town from my house. The street lights started growing far and few between, with only an occasional house on the old farm road leading to it. I could see the silhouette of a towering, dark red-brick building on the horizon, and yet I felt oddly calm driving up to it. No fear at all. Pretty soon, I turned off on the gravelly road through the trees that led to the plant, confidence growing as I got closer. But the serenity I had been enjoying disappeared the moment my headlights hit the entrance.

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Despite seeming to be a glutton for paranormal encounters, I always say I would avoid it if I can help it. 2015 was a year when I really wish I could’ve helped it. If I had that ability, I probably would’ve been able to leave the year without one of the most terrifying experiences of my life. Hopefully, this story will be believed, because I don’t want views, I just want to relay this so I can get it off my chest.

I have a friend named Alexander who’s a fan of the RPG Dungeons & Dragons. He is convinced that the game has supernatural or paranormal origins. My female friend Grace and I told him multiple times that he’s crazy. He kept insisting that playing the game would release something. I heard crazy stories about people taking it too seriously and he was the wizard, so I had a feeling that if he believed it, I would get dragged into somehow, since he seems to deify and worship me, like I should solve his matters. It turns out that he did drag me into a huge matter that I regret agreeing to help him with to this very day. Then again, if I didn’t help, he would’ve just roped someone else into it.

He called me on December 30th at about 11 PM and told me he was really scared. Being half-asleep, I just asked “What?” He told me that he was fully convinced that he had accidentally summoned a succubus. Understandably, I was not believing it for a second. He usually had sudden flights of fancy just to get attention. I asked him what made him so sure, and he told me “A demon came on me and said she would fuck me until I died.” I was seriously annoyed at that point. My friend was convinced that a demon told him something like that. I explained to him in my calmest voice that if he was indeed dealing with a succubus, she would be more forceful than that. He kept insisting it was true. I told him that he needed to do 3 things. Take a hint, get a life, and let me sleep. He promised me a set of trading cards if I helped. They were My Little Pony trading cards of all things. Though I’m not a big fan, I figured I would give the cards to my friends. That agreement ended up being a mistake.

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The People of the Forest

The natural world that lives around us is one that we all exist within, yet the amount of which some are connected to it are far beyond others. Some of us walk paths made of pavement; and some of us choose ones of dirt and debris. When man evolved away from his home in the forest, he unknowingly opened the domain to the world of the unknown, the impossible, and the terrifying.
These days, most of us no longer dwell within the forest. However, the same majority of us find a brief return to the wild, in the form of camping or perhaps a backpacking trip, and may even regularly do so. The modern outdoor recreation community is a vibrant, welcoming one, and is by far one of the more upbeat groups on the internet. But, for those of us who live or spend a larger amount of time in the world of the wild know the dark, hidden away parts of the woods that exist within the scary stories told by experienced hikers and seasoned campers around the campfires – not the ones that may make you giggle, or the ones that seem to be fabricated on the spot, but the ones that shake you so deep that you feel rattled to the core as you desperately try to sleep in your tent that night, terrified of any shadow or twig snap you may hear.
This story was told to me at a small, backwoods public campsite in Kentucky, by a tall, handsome man by the trail name of Blackhorn. Blackhorn shared a laugh with us nearly the entire time I was in his presence at the campsite. He had a prowess for the backpacker’s classic card game, B.S., and gave genuine kind-hearted advice on anything he could. This made his story all the more shocking.
When I, Blackhorn and the few other hikers at the site gathered around the fire as the shadows grew longer, the tradition of the scary stories commenced. I retrieved my notebook that I use to mark down any truly horrifying stories, and sat back, not expecting much. I, unbeknownst to myself at the time, was wrong.
As another woman finished up her story of being chased around the trail by some sleezy guy, Blackhorn stretched his legs and yawned. He soon chipped in with his story, laying a log on the fire that sent a splash of sparks into the pure black night.
“Ok, so, this one happened a couple years ago… and… I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been the same since. I was hiking a relatively easy trail, maybe a 2-3 day length. The whole trail ran along the steep upper banks of a wide river, with the trails cut into the side of the incline and the campsites either cut the same or on a rare flat area. It was day three of my hike, the last leg for me. I hiked much faster than many of my group counterparts on the trail, and had spent one day day-hiking and relaxing at a particularly beautiful area in the park. One group of about three had camped with me and left earlier than I, meaning I would probably pass them again on the last bit of trail. They were nice, real nice people, and…” Blackhorn trailed off here, and his demeanor of a bright, fun-loving joker began to shatter. All of us noticed, but didn’t want to stop him. “Ach. Sorry, I just…” He continued, obviously a little upset. “When I started trekking again the next afternoon, I had a great day. I’ve been on plenty of trips, and I’m pretty good at navigation and pacing… I’d never gotten stuck out at night. It didn’t make any damn sense that I did that day, either, because everything was going to easy. On way bigger trails, I could knock out 20 or more miles a day, so the last 4 miles in six hours was a literal cakewalk. It’s like the trail just keep going and going, way longer than it should have. It wasn’t like I took a wrong trail either. It seemed like it just kept looping, the same landmarks kept passing by. It got dark fast. I had started panicking, I guess, because I found my self walking very, very fast. I started noticing this one tree that was on a small section overlooking the river,
and every time I passed it, a thought maybe I heard a small, faint splash. When I had passed it, and walked for a while, I heard a huge splash – like someone had driven a car right into the river. For some reason, this just made me snap. I ran, pack bouncing around, until I reached the tree again. But this time… Oh, god…” He choked up. We all knew that this story really meant something to Blackhorn. “…There were… packs. On the shore, the were all messed up and… the beach… scuffed… I recognized the bags. They were from… the people, the group I stayed with before.” He seemed like he was about to explode, and the memories tormented him. We reassured Blackhorn, told him he didn’t have to go on if he didn’t want, but he insisted he get it out. When he recooperated, he started talking again, quickly as if he wanted to get it over with. “I looked over into the river. That was my worst mistake. The thing was… roundish. It had long, protruding… things. It almost looked like one of things from Halo, yknow…” He laughed to himself in a sad, upset way. “And it had all of them just kinda attached to them. The things on its back were dragging these three…shapes in the water. I knew what they were… and it just took off up the river. I don’t know if I could have helped them, or if they were already dead. I don’t like to think about it. I just started walking again, crying a little. For some dumb reason… about half an hour later if slow walking, maybe only a mile, I reached the trail end. It was pitch black. I didn’t have a car there, and was shaking way too hard to try and set up a tent, not to mention exhausted. I just kind of balled up with my sleeping bag on a bench and blacked out.” He stopped there. I had a desire to know more, but Blackhorn didn’t seem interested in finishing. He said thanks to us for sitting with him, and said he’d head back to his tent.
When I awoke the next morning around five AM, I had found Blackhorn’s tent gone, nearly packed up and his campsite vacant. It seemed he packed it real early that day. I didn’t run into Blackhorn on the rest of the trail and haven’t since, but campers ahead of me said they had, and he seemed shaken and out of it.
The rest of my hike out was uneventful, without too many more stories. The trail was very nice, and I enjoyed myself for most of the hike – but you can bet your boots I sure as hell kept away from any water the rest of my trek.

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My girlfriend and I were going through rough times we were living in a camper outside of my grandmas house in town. It was small for me, her our Pitbull Mya and cat Ziggy but we always made it work. We always knew that where we lived wasn’t the best because of what we have had happened before we always knew there was something that not a lot of people knew about something evil.
One night we were about to go to sleep but I just had a bad feeling so i didn’t go to sleep and neither did my girlfriend. Mya was protective only when she needed to be. She stayed sitting up watching the door which isn’t normal she always fell asleep when we did.
We started to hear knocks all around our camper and on the wooden fence next to us.
Foot steps on the gravel were all around us and just a intense feeling of fear struck me, my girlfriend and even the dog as she shivered and didn’t even bark but just sit there quiet waiting for something to come in . The cat was no where in sight.
I heard something slowly walk up to the door i walked next to it with a machete and mya next to me. Right then i wished there was not just chains just a normal lock on the door.
I yelled to whatever it was that I had a machete and a big pitbull. It stopped and I could hear it breathing through the crack in the broken door. As I’m standing there the door rips open but the chains catch it and I pull the door closed. My girlfriend asks if that was me opening the door I looked at her in fear and said a shaken no. Mya was ready to attack and so was I even though I was scared shitless. I would have done anything to save my little family.
After that something strange happened. Behind my camper was my grandfathers shop he had passed away and it was locked up. We were hearing moaning come out of it. Like if someone were having sex but i had a feeling whatever it was wanted to manipulate me in to going in there because that was my grandpas shop and something like that would upset a person.
After two hours of a very shitty scary night i ended up calling the police because we couldn’t handle it anymore. We found somewhere else to live after that.

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This happened to me around 6 months ago. I live in an average sized town with two McDonald’s locations in it and almost never go to them, but one night my friend and I were making “Mc” jokes which is were we add “Mc” to the begging of certain words to make each other laugh. It was later at night and we were feeling hungry so we decided to go one of the McDonald’s location. I am 16, a male, and 6 foot 2, and go to the gym regularly so I felt I could handle going to a McDonald’s further out in our town at maybe 2:00 AM. My friend, we’ll call her Ashley for the story- she is 5 feet and 3 inches, usually goes to the gym with me, so we’ve definitely had some creeps but nothing would have come close as to what happened tonight. So we get to the McDonald’s and there’s a sign saying the drive through is broken and we needed to park and order inside. The parking lot appeared to be empty, but maybe a minute after we arrived a rusty old Chevy van pulled into the parking lot and parked into the space right next to my car. I thought it to be odd when the whole parking lot was empty but I brushed it off and Ashely and I entered the McDonald’s. We were able to order quickly and sat down to eat and talk. While we were eating a man walked in who was very disheveled, dirty and older like maybe 50. He walked over to us and sat at the table right behind us, and my back was facing him so I couldn’t see what he was up to but Ashley was able to. The man just sat there apparently staring at Ashley and didn’t order any food at all. The cashier wasn’t even at the counter- he was in the back room I was assuming. Just as we were finishing up and throwing our trash away the man got up and walked over to the door and somewhat blocked it. The light switches to the store were rather close to the door for some reason and the man reached over and turned them all out which made the entire area completely pitch black. I got a huge adrenaline rush and quickly grabbed my phone to use the flashlight feature. When I turned on the flashlight the man was gone- me and Ashley both found this incredibly creepy so we rushed out to my car to head back home. When we exited the store the man was right up against the wall and grabbed Ashley before I could even think and surprisingly he was very strong and was able to over power Ashley. The back doors to the van were open and there was another man in there yelling at the man who had Ashley to hurry over and get her into their van. I ran at the man who had Ashley to break her free but the man in the van ran up to me and kicked my in the balls- I fell back in pain and both men grabbed Ashley as she was screaming at the top of her lungs, and they actually managed to get her in their van. I was trying to get up as a woman approached me out of nowhere asking me if I was okay and I told her I was and was in a hurry- I tired to get to my car but I was still in a lot of pain. She tried to give me a sort of hug but in the process grabbed onto my ass and told me I had a nice ass as I heard the click to a pocket knife open. Apparently this woman was with the men and wasn’t going to let me go after Ashley. Thankfully I was a lot bigger and quicker than the woman so in one swift motion I kicked her in the stomach and hit her arm causing her to fall and drop the knife. I ran to my car and drove in the direction the men went and called 911 on the way. I was incredibly scared and shaken up and felt I was in something straight from a horror movie. Things like this don’t happen in real life right? While I was talking to 911 they were able to identify the van because apparently these men were wanted by the police for rape, and sexual assault. The police were able to track them down based on the info I gave them and I was able to get Ashley back. Thankfully she wasn’t hurt too bad just scrapes, bruises, and really shaken up. After this incident Ashley was never really the same afterwards, she changed a lot, became more kept to herself and stopped going out and to the gym with me. What happened that night was truly horrific and I’m still shocked about everything that happened. I hope I never have to experience something so horrific ever again.

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Around this time I think I was about 7 but I can remember this like it was yesterday. I also had a sister she about 8 years old.

One school night me and my sister couldn’t fall asleep. But this happens most nights. My sister came over to my bed. She ask if i was in the mood to get something to eat. Of course i said yes but sometimes i wish i didn’t.

We tie toe toward that kitchen. The lights were out and i couldn’t see anything. Well not anything. I looked forward to see..see this black thing. It looked unhamun. I looked back at my sister to see her running towards the bed room. But..but i didn’t wanna to move. Well it was more than that. It felt like i couldn’t move.

Then my sister grad me out of the room and in to the bedroom. She lock the door. She looked scared as hell. But sometimes i wish she didn’t grad just to see what it could have been. It looked so..so un real. Trust me its wasn’t a person.

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