This occurance has plaqued me for years and I have tried to debunk it multiple times but with no success. It all started about 15 years ago around the age of ten in a house my family was renting in the little town of Rocklin, Ca. At the time my brother, who is three years younger than me, and I had shared a room and slept in bunk beds. I had always slept on top and have always been a deep sleeper.
One night during a normal nights rest of sleeping on my stomach as usual, I was woken by the feeling of pressure on my chest (distinctly hands) pushing me off the bed. I was so scared that I kept my eyes shut, but was clearly awake at this point. I then begin to feel as though I'm being moved to the side away from my bed which would mean I'm now floating with only the ground below me. During this whole time I'm confused and wishing it was a dream while still holding my eyes closed, until I decide to make sense of it all by taking a peek. I should have probably just kept my eyes shut because to my surprise below me was only the ground and my bed off to the side of me, I was so freaked out I quickly shut my eyes and wished I was dreaming.
Next thing I know I'm no longer in my room but in my living room on the couch. Now I realize this might sound a bit far fetched but I know for a fact I wasn't dreaming and my father and I had both had experiences in this house before moving which i'll talk about later in another post. I've just been really puzzled by this whole experience and don't kow what to make of it so if there's anyone out there with a practical opinion or advice than I would greatly appreciate your input.