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I used to think sleep paralysis was just something that *some* people experienced, like a sleep terror disorder or something. But now I'm not so sure.
When I was a bit younger, I had been seeing this girl and since her mom was moving and had already moved most of their stuff into a new house, she and I were staying at her old house to kinda look after as well as to crash rent free for a while. She was still in school, so one morning I wake up to take her to class and ask if it's okay if I go back to the house and sleep for a while before going out and taking care of my own shit (it was like 7am and we had been partying that weekend). She said it was fine with her, but that I should be wary of sleeping there alone because there were 'ghosts'. It was a bit of a creepy house, but I chalked that up to it just being old and a bit run down- my gf was sort of goth too, so I kind of figured she was just trying to be creepy to tease me. So after dropping her off I drove back to the house and went back to sleep.
An hour or two later, I woke up, feeling quite awake and aware of where I was (my girlfriend's old bedroom). However, I could not move. The air seemed heavy and frozen, making a little tough to breathe. And as I looked around the room, the hue began to distort, like on an old television where one of the colors fades out. There was a low, ambient rumble as the objects in her room began to shake and fall to the ground, almost like an earthquake. The posters and pictures on her wall began to coil up and fade away, the paint of the walls even starting to peel away and roll back on itself as though time had sped up. Though, I could only observe this. I felt wide awake, except my body simply wouldn't move.
Finally, I caught a glimpse of a figure standing in the doorway of her room, looking at the bed on which I was laying. It silently watched me for a few minutes as the room became more and more unstable. It whispered "you shouldn't be here." to me, and then it and the strange abstractions all disappeared as I snapped out of it, still laying there staring at the doorway.
Now, I'm not denying that suggestibility could have been a factor here. My girlfriend did say that I might have nightmares. But I had never experienced sleep paralysis like that before, and I haven't since. When I was talking to my girlfriend about it later, she said that I was not the only one- many of her friends told her similar stories after spending the night there, all involving sleep paralysis- they wake up, but they aren't completely awake, and while they are still dreaming, the ghosts make contact with them.