Death Became Me - YJA2017 - Non Writer

Oh god, not again, was the focus of my brain. Regular sleep paralysis episodes over the last three months, at least occurring once a week had increased to every second night. Same position, on my back, eyes open, difficult to breath, like a weight upon my chest. Body was numb.

I could hear the light breathing of my wife and see the reflection of the waning moon outside through the window opposite the bed. I’d learnt not to panic and at times had managed a groan which would alert my sleeping partner on occasions. Other times I would allow myself to drift off to sleep and wake up fine.

This time was different though. I felt increasing pressure on my chest and really thought I heard a chuckle. Darkness loomed. A shadow appeared to block out the mild moonlight and I had a notion that someone was pouring black ink over my face and into my nostrils. I had no gag reflex, I made no noise. My mind panicked, I wasn’t breathing. It was impossible to suck air! I felt some chest pain but that slowly dissipated.

Lighting suddenly flashed through across what I perceived to be my focus. My thoughts, “#e, it’s really got me this time.” I had no body now just my thoughts. A floating sensation struck me and could discern a small light. I willed my mind towards the starry glow. I stopped short and visioned what appeared to be similar to looking through a key hole into a dim room. I saw the moonlight bathing our bed. I could not hear anything but could see my wife appearing to perform CPR on my body. The light suddenly got brighter. I saw my daughter, one hand in hair and appearing to yell into her cell phone in the other. No sound.

A clear deep voice spoke to me. Like a tap on the shoulder it said, “Now I’ve found you, you’re coming with me.” The ink poured into my nostrils, the light waned. I felt my mind struggling. “No, I’m not going.” I saw the dark shape. Evil. A black cloak or cape overcame the remaining light.

My mind screamed “NO! I won’t go!” Terrible thumping pressure struck again, pain with each thump, upon my chest, I attempted to scream with all my might and literally felt my body alive again. Bright light..”ARGHH” and I pushed the pressure away from my chest. I heard a crash and my daughter screaming. “Dad!” I was back in bed, sitting up, lights on. I could see my beautiful daughter crying and sobbing while calling out “dad, dad” repeatedly. My wife looked up from over the back of the bed. Her face was bloodied. I’d thrown her off my chest and out of the bed. I’d lived through this latest episode thanks to her. THE END.

Kind Regards,

bally

a reply to: bally001

Bravo! Well written imagery, I could feel the moments.

a reply to: bally001

Oh hey, bally001...that was really good! (and terrifying!)

About halfway through reading I stubbed out my cigarette and put my hand on my chest, lol. (truth)

I can't believe you haven't got your 'writer' status here yet...you sure can invoke a lot of feeling with your words!
Good luck,
S&F
jacy

a reply to: 0nerabbit

Thank you for your kind reply.

Bally

a reply to: jacygirl

Cheers Jg.

I just couldn't link the story. Didn't know how to do it.

My regards,

bally

a reply to: bally001

a reply to: hutch622



regards,

bally

a reply to: bally001

That was really something and left me breathless to read along.
So glad that he lived!

Truly well done, good luck to you!

a reply to: TNMockingbird

My regards to you for reading the story TN.

Cheers for the support,

bally

Well, that was captivating-and very scary. Is this fiction or personal experience? It felt real-good writing. Keep safe.

a reply to: Justso

Glad you enjoyed the story Justso,

Such fine comments, thanks.

In answer to your question the tale is a collaboration of several personal experiences employing some fiction,

kind regards,

bally

a reply to: bally001

Very gripping! Great read Bally.

a reply to: JinMI

Thank you mate! Just a quick write on my behalf but I did enjoy your story as I have with others. The passages in your story flowed and kept me wanting more. Like a good book you can't put down.

Very spirited writing.

kind regards,

bally

a reply to: bally001

Just giving you a bump mate , as you know we are on the wrong side of the world for exposure for things like this , And myself and a few others know where this story came from .

a reply to: hutch622

Is that what a bump means.

Strewth I'm thick. Must be the time I woken up.

Cheers Hutch.

bally

a reply to: bally001

Just a shameless bump for you mate .

Excellent imagery. Sleep paralysis is a fascinating phenomena to me. I could feel the dread and claustrophobia. S & F!

a reply to: hutch622

lol did you read it again

That's funny

bally

a reply to: JayDub113

Happy you liked it JD!

Cheers for reading.

kind regards,

bally

Good job bally!