Books, sounded if someone is opening them
Books, sounded as if someone is opening them.
It was during the week I was at my parent’s place; it was late at night. My mother was in the living room, still awake. I was an extended sleep time asleep till I heard something in my room.
At first, I thought I was dreaming. It was as if someone had lifted one among the car magazines I used to be collecting. I had no books apart from the schoolbooks.
It felt like someone had looked through them and slapped the magazine together as if loudly shutting a book. Then it threw it on the ground, making a noise. I was between a night of deep sleep and awaking- something between that. I assumed, ( to myself), you are probably dreaming, and then I started drifting away till it started again.
Books, it sounded as if someone was opening them, flicking fast through the pages till the end of the magazine, then slapping them together and throwing them away. I noticed the repeated action, going more quickly. I opened my eyes to see who that was. It stopped. Light was falling through the glass door. It came from the living room where my mother was sitting. There was nobody to see, nor any magazines or books on the ground.
OK, I thought, I am dreaming again. So, I rotated to my side, facing the wall with my back to my door. I checked out the time sitting on the heater near the wall. It was around 4:00 am. I assumed (to myself) that my father was coming home soon, in a half an hour. Once I started getting comfortable again, I almost drifted back to my sleep. But it started again, but this time, I was awake and felt my body slowly freezing up.
I shivered for fear; it didn't feel right. I started to become afraid. I attempted not to move and not to speak myself into believing it'll stop once it had gotten through all the books. I rotated to the side, and it stopped. I had the sensation that someone or something had a target: me. But I kept on saying to myself that it had stopped.
It had been quiet until, in a flash, my body was releasing the tense muscles. I felt something on my blanket moving from my feet upwards towards my head. I started to panic. I was so afraid that I could hardly c breathe; I was so stiff; I felt like lying in a grave. Oh man, I just wanted to urge it to move out of there. I was so numbed. I was numbed, unable to use my voice. I only wanted to get out of my bed. I gathered all my strength and jumped out of bed, stretching one hand to the door handle, with the other hand reaching for the light switch.
I pulled the door open and screamed from rock bottom of my heart for my mother. She came fast and stood just ahead of me. I just couldn’t get myself together so my mother lifted her hand to slap my face. Suddenly, I was begging her not to hit me. I'm not crazy. Something was in my room, and I was trying to inform her.
I ran past her into the living room and jumped up on the couch with my feet off the floor. I was very pale. Shortly after, my father walked through the house door and directly asked, “what's wrong, what happened?” My father went into my room and took everything apart to show me there was nothing there.
Well, he didn’t get me back into that room. For six months, I slept on the couch till I moved to my friend’s home. I still had a long-time problem sleeping without a light or being alone within the house, even getting to the toilet.
I needed someone with me. I had become susceptible to each noise. Spirits had always been a part of my childhood, just not like this.
If you have or had an experience like this, or similar or you know someone who did, mention it. Find others like you to learn more about it rather than trying to shut it out of your life, which you cannot. You will be surprised by what you can learn about yourself.
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