This is my second experience and definitely one of the scariest experiences I have ever had. Little did I know this would recur for the next twenty two years and almost every night.
My bedroom was being renovated so my brother and I slept in my parents' room. I had a cot at the foot of their bed. I had already started developing a strong hatred for the house. There were certain areas I would refuse to venture in after sunset.
It was around 9:30 p.m. We were sent off to bed since it was a school night. My mother read a magazine until around 11 p.m. The light from her bedside lamp kept me awake. So I lay in bed with my eyes closed but I was awake.
When she finally switched off her light I saw the room was illuminated by the light of the moon. The curtains were fine and I could see the moon from where I was sleeping. I loved full moon nights and I still do. I tossed and turned and finally got sleep.
I was woken up with something jumping on my feet. I sat up and there was nothing. Now wide awake and trembling, I looked around the room slowly and fearfully. My eyes fell on a shadow just behind my dad's head. I wanted to scream. I thought that IF something had a shadow there had to be a form the shadow belonged to. I turned but I saw nothing. I looked towards my dad's bedside and the shadow was still there. It resembled the Greek God Pan. Now I was really scared. I put my head back on the pillow and covered my face with my blanket. (Please note I was wide awake thanks to the creature that jumped on my bed)
I wanted to peek from under the blanket but I found my hands had been pinned down behind my head, there was a weight on my chest and throat. Something covered my mouth and nose. I tried to struggle but I was frozen. I kept trying to move and scream. After several seconds I found I could move. I threw the blanket off me while I gasped for air.
Very cautiously; I looked around the room and everything seemed normal. There was no shadow, no movement, no sound apart from my parents' snoring. Everything was quiet.
Being the first time I had experienced this the memory was fresh in my mind. I still panic every time I think about that night.
I don't remember many of the "sleep paralysis" nights except for the ones that I experienced from the time I was 21 to 33 but I will leave that for another story and another time.