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<blockquote data-quote="carpedavid" data-source="post: 1014656" data-attributes="member: 6971">I don't have anything really impressive. I just have one experience from when I was a kid. We lived out in the &quot;country&quot; so there were no streetlights, or people milling around, or cars going down the street at night. It was very quiet and dark when the sun went down - no light pollution from the city - which made it good for stargazing and for sleeping.My bedroom was on the second floor of our house, and my bed was situated so that, when I was lying in bed, I could look down toward the foot of the bed and see the only window in my room. If I turned my head to the right, I could see directly out the door to the bedroom into the second floor hallway.One night, I woke up out of a deep sleep - startled awake - and looked down toward the foot of my bed. Right outside the bedroom window was a stark white face floating in midair. I closed my eyes and tried to scream for my mom, but I couldn't make a sound; nor could I move my arms and legs. So I kept my eyes closed, trying to wake myself up. I eventually was able to yell for my mom, and by that time, there was nothing there.Occasionally, after that, I would have dreams that I would wake up and see a large, dark, shadowy figure standing in the hallway. When I inevitably woke up, frightened, and did open my eyes, nothing would be there - but the dream was so vivid that I was never sure that it wasn't real.Now I chalk it up to sleep paralysis/hypnogogic hallucination - but for years I wouldn't sleep with my curtains open. Oddly, though, I never felt comfortable being alone in that house - especially at night. When I was the last one going to bed, I would sprint up the stairs after I turned the first floor lights off - I would always get this terrifying feeling that something was waiting in the shadows.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="carpedavid, post: 1014656, member: 6971"] I don't have anything really impressive. I just have one experience from when I was a kid. We lived out in the "country" so there were no streetlights, or people milling around, or cars going down the street at night. It was very quiet and dark when the sun went down - no light pollution from the city - which made it good for stargazing and for sleeping. My bedroom was on the second floor of our house, and my bed was situated so that, when I was lying in bed, I could look down toward the foot of the bed and see the only window in my room. If I turned my head to the right, I could see directly out the door to the bedroom into the second floor hallway. One night, I woke up out of a deep sleep - startled awake - and looked down toward the foot of my bed. Right outside the bedroom window was a stark white face floating in midair. I closed my eyes and tried to scream for my mom, but I couldn't make a sound; nor could I move my arms and legs. So I kept my eyes closed, trying to wake myself up. I eventually was able to yell for my mom, and by that time, there was nothing there. Occasionally, after that, I would have dreams that I would wake up and see a large, dark, shadowy figure standing in the hallway. When I inevitably woke up, frightened, and did open my eyes, nothing would be there - but the dream was so vivid that I was never sure that it wasn't real. Now I chalk it up to sleep paralysis/hypnogogic hallucination - but for years I wouldn't sleep with my curtains open. Oddly, though, I never felt comfortable being alone in that house - especially at night. When I was the last one going to bed, I would sprint up the stairs after I turned the first floor lights off - I would always get this terrifying feeling that something was waiting in the shadows. [/QUOTE]

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