SketchyMagpie
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Disclaimer: my rational mind won’t allow me to accept these sightings as anything other than something that my brain concocted on the edge of sleep, so I’m not presenting it as something I “believe” to be paranormal, but it was enough to seriously get my heart beating.
For context, the room in which I currently sleep and use as a studio has always had strange occurrences whilst I’ve lived here. I won’t go into detail but this includes hearing tapping in the night and a couple of things going missing and then turning up in an inexplicably obvious place where it couldn’t have possibly been missed, appearing on the floor behind me whilst I was alone in the room in one case. I have a friend who claims to be “sensitive” (I can’t speak to that other than to say she has called me a few times to check on me right when I’ve been at extremely low ebbs so I trust her) and she swears blind she has seen a shadow person in this room (that’s not the term she used but the description matches).
So anyway, these sightings both occurred roughly within 20 minutes of me going to sleep and in both cases I woke up with a start. The first time I woke up to see a huge pulsating black shape (it reminded me of the smoke monster from Lost) that I think had an octopus-like quality to it emerge from the far wall at the end of my bed, glide smoothly alongside me as if on rails with tentacles flowing and disappear through the opposite wall. I had the impression it was simply travelling along the row of houses, perhaps even unaware of the people inside them. I had leapt up into the corner against the wall and my heart was absolutely pounding.
The second time occurred about a year later, I’m not really sure, but it happened in a similar way. I sleep with the curtains open so I can usually see a bit of light on the ceiling above the window when I wake up (I don’t like pitch black darkness) and, this time, I awoke to see what was very clearly a large (think cat-sized) spider right in that spot of light above the window. It crawled across the ceiling towards me and down onto the same section of wall where the previous “thing” had exited the room, by which time I had scrambled to grab my phone and turned on the torchlight and, of course, there was nothing there.
I have never experienced night terrors and there was no sleep paralysis involved in either scenario, it just is what it is. As I say, my mind categorises them as waking dreams but that’s still not enough to stop me from flicking the light on and off when I come back from the bathroom in the night!
For context, the room in which I currently sleep and use as a studio has always had strange occurrences whilst I’ve lived here. I won’t go into detail but this includes hearing tapping in the night and a couple of things going missing and then turning up in an inexplicably obvious place where it couldn’t have possibly been missed, appearing on the floor behind me whilst I was alone in the room in one case. I have a friend who claims to be “sensitive” (I can’t speak to that other than to say she has called me a few times to check on me right when I’ve been at extremely low ebbs so I trust her) and she swears blind she has seen a shadow person in this room (that’s not the term she used but the description matches).
So anyway, these sightings both occurred roughly within 20 minutes of me going to sleep and in both cases I woke up with a start. The first time I woke up to see a huge pulsating black shape (it reminded me of the smoke monster from Lost) that I think had an octopus-like quality to it emerge from the far wall at the end of my bed, glide smoothly alongside me as if on rails with tentacles flowing and disappear through the opposite wall. I had the impression it was simply travelling along the row of houses, perhaps even unaware of the people inside them. I had leapt up into the corner against the wall and my heart was absolutely pounding.
The second time occurred about a year later, I’m not really sure, but it happened in a similar way. I sleep with the curtains open so I can usually see a bit of light on the ceiling above the window when I wake up (I don’t like pitch black darkness) and, this time, I awoke to see what was very clearly a large (think cat-sized) spider right in that spot of light above the window. It crawled across the ceiling towards me and down onto the same section of wall where the previous “thing” had exited the room, by which time I had scrambled to grab my phone and turned on the torchlight and, of course, there was nothing there.
I have never experienced night terrors and there was no sleep paralysis involved in either scenario, it just is what it is. As I say, my mind categorises them as waking dreams but that’s still not enough to stop me from flicking the light on and off when I come back from the bathroom in the night!