- Mental Health
Night Terrors: Dangerous Dreams
On this particular night I went to bed really late. In fact, it was more like early morning, as it was well after midnight:
After lounging on the couch and watching television, while listening to You Tube, I decided that I should get some sleep. I didn't feel particularly tired, but I knew that if I went to bed, eventually, I would fall asleep. Most nights I can get to sleep fairly quickly, and this night was no exception.
Soon after crawling into bed, I was fast asleep, but...almost immediately...I was thrust into a realm of horrific terror. I "awoke" to see patterns all around me. I could not make out what the patterns were, but I sensed they were evil entities. It seemed that they were laughing at how, while I was in deep sleep, they had moved, stealthily, into my bed, and were now laying all around me. My heart began to race! A perception of doom, and death emanated from the patterns, as they seemed to be laying in wait to strike me at any second.
Screaming, I jumped out of bed, and began to run!
A few moments later, I woke up on the kitchen floor, bloody. Both of my knees were injured, the left one severely. One of my fingers was nearly broken, and another had about a one inch gash. There were also abrasions on my foot, as I could see the blood oozing through my sock. I felt totally depleted and exhausted, as I slowly regained consciousness, still believing that I had been accosted by something...something I could not describe in non-abstract terms.
Lying in the prone position, and breathing as if I had just run a 100 yard dash, I had almost made it to the front door. Now I could feel the excruciating pain. At that moment I couldn't tell just how severe my injuries were, so I remained there, still, for a moment.
I knew I would eventually have to get up and get some help, so I slowly managed to stand on my bruised knees, which was extremely painful. But it was even worse to walk.
I noticed that the coffee table had been turned over, the computer was on the floor, and the blinds had been ripped to pieces. There was a long streak of blood on the floor, leading right up to where I regained consciousness. I had, evidently, been in a life or death struggle, but a struggle with whom or what? I don't know, because I was asleep the whole time.
What do you think causes Night Terrors?
- What Makes Sleep Paralysis Scary - Yahoo! News
From Yahoo! News: Imagine waking up to find you can't move a muscle. It's dark, but you're sure you feel a presence in the room, hovering near your bed — or perhaps sitting on your chest, crushing the breath out of you.