posted on Jul, 7 2012 @ 07:17 PM
Let me start with a warning and some background info. This is a personal experience I had last night and I cannot explain it. It’s rather
fantastical, to be blunt, and I don’t know what to make of it. I’m hoping someone can offer insight or an idea on how to proceed.
Some background you should know before hearing my tale. I do not take drugs or drink alcohol in any amount. I do suffer from sleep paralysis, but
only one episode has included a hallucination (I prefer to think of it as a hallucination, at least) and that was about fifteen years ago. I
haven’t had an SP episode in at least six months, maybe more. What happened last night did NOT feel like an SP.
We’ve lived in our current house for two years now; myself, my husband, and my 6 year old son. We are the first family to live in this house, and
it was brand new when we moved in. Prior to moving here, we lived in an old mill house, circa 1900. It was while living in this house that my son
When my son was about three, he began to fear being alone in his bedroom. I thought it was a normal response, but it was pretty extreme. I even
wrote this post asking for help…we tried all the suggestions and although some worked for a while, the old fear would come back. So when my son
found out we were moving to a new house, he was quite elated.
Within six months his fears were back, but focused solely on his closet. He refused to go into his room unless the closet door was firmly shut. He
also insisted on having his overhead light on at night.
When questioned about his fears, he only says things like “The monsters are in my closet” or other generic-sounding phrases. We checked out his
closet, nothing there. So, to help him sleep, we acquiesced to his demands. His closet stays closed and his light stays on.
Enough background. Here’s what happened last night.
Have you ever closed your eyes and then consciously watched the images on your eyelids? I have, and I’ve done it for years. It’s hypnotic,
really. Usually what I see are simply blooms of color, kinda like fireworks. I can increase the brightness of the colors (which are either neon red
or electric blue) by closing my eyes tighter or lightly pressing on my eyelids. Now, this isn’t something I do often, but last night I was laying
on my side with my head pillowed in the crook of my arm. Something about that position put a light pressure on my eyelids, and the colors started
blooming. The best way to describe the colors is to call them fireworks or blooms of color. The shapes aren’t interesting, but the way they morph
from red to blue to black.
So last night I decided to consciously watch the colors and let them carry me off to sleep. Only, things were different. Instead of the typical
blooms of color, these colors had faces.
I really can’t explain it better than that. The colors were faces. Not faces of smiling people, but faces contorted in screams. Some of the faces
were horrific, deformed monstrosities that appeared to writhe in agony. Some simply didn’t look human at all.
I realized what I was seeing and it disturbed me enough to open my eyes. I guess the entire episode, from the beginning of the “faces” until the
time I opened my eyes, might have been fifteen seconds. Anyway, I opened my eyes and two seconds later my son began to scream.
Instinctively, my head swiveled towards his bedroom. The room, situated diagonally across the hall from mine, was bathed in light. My son was
hunched under the covers, screaming. And there was something…else…..standing in the doorway.
I blinked, surprised, and the thing was gone. It literally disappeared within a second of time. I do not know where it went.
What did it look like? Its really hard to describe, but I’ll give it a try. It was about two feet tall, maybe, and a darkish gray color. It had
huge black eyes set in a rather strangely shaped head. The head itself set thrust forward, and tapered to a snout. The thing stood upright, with
smallish forearms; I did not notice the hands or its legs. The overall impression I got was of something reptilian in nature.
I think I shouted, “Holy God! What is that!” which woke up my husband. We both ran to our son’s room, me consoling him while my husband looked
through the room and proceeded to check the rest of the house (at my insistence). My son claimed he’d had a bad dream and awoken to see something
by his bed. That’s what caused him to scream. I asked him to describe what he saw. He sleepily replied, “It looked like a dinosaur man, only
really small. I think he lives in my closet.”
I tried to question him further, but exhaustion won and he was soon fast asleep. When I laid him back in his bed, I glanced over to the closet and
noticed it was slightly ajar.
So, I’m unnerved, ATS. I don’t know if my seeing the “faces” had anything to do with my seeing the “creature,” if in fact I saw either.
Perhaps it was a super fast dream? An hallucination from lack of sleep? What do you think? Any suggestions or ideas?
Thank you for your help….