If someone I knew confided in me what I am about to write, I would have thought they were crazy, or at least making things up. Don't get me wrong. I have had several minor unexplainable moments in my life that could be described as paranormal. But I have always wanted to logically explain something I experienced.
I have lived in this home now for over 6 years and once while I was outside in the backyard digging, I had the sensation of someone or something bump into me while I was bent over. I don't mean lightly either. I mean something bumped my hip and nearly knocked me over. I looked around and since nobody was home and there was nobody around I just chuckled and brushed it off.
On another occasion I was watching TV in my recliner in the basement and I got the sensation that something poked me just under my right eye. It didn't seem malicious, just prank-ish and juvenile. Nobody else was in the room and I must have looked funny waving my hand furiously in front of my face trying to shoo off whatever it was, but again I just shrugged it off.
A couple of months ago I was taking a nap in the recliner and I awakened to the sensation of something seductively sucking on my neck swirling its warm tongue around. The sensation was unmistakable. But I shrugged that off too. Dream? Perhaps.
I do believe in the possibility of paranormal stuff, but I have to see it with my own eyes to believe it. What happened to me last night changed my mind about a few things.
Last night I drifted off to sleep in the same recliner in the basement. It was a normal day at work. The only thing out of the normal from my evening routine is that me and my family went out to pick up our Christmas tree. I drifted off to sleep around 11pm.
Very suddenly at 2:34 am I was abruptly awakened by the sensation of a warm and heavy wave sweeping over my body and underneath me. It was heavy like a lead blanket. It didn't hurt and was quite comfortable at first, but I could feel the tremendous heft on my body and especially my chest. My arms and legs were too heavy to lift up and almost immediately I was confronted with a small person about the size of a child straddling my torso. The figure was dark and shadowy like the smoke monster from Lost. There was no defining shapes. I couldn't make out things like hair or ears or shoulders. It was just a black figure.
I immediately sensed that it was a female by her throaty growl that sounded something like a older female smoker combined with wheezing and the heavy breathing like a horse breathing through its nose. The heavy breathing was loud and alarming. This thing had me pinned and it seemed to be dominating me or trying to own me. I wasn't scared though. I was more angry, or at least determined to get her the hell off of me.
I shouted the words repeatedly, "Get off of me! Get off of me!" I soon realized that those words never left my mouth, they were just in my head but she looked right into me like she heard me. She squirmed as I struggled to free myself and I finally wrestled myself free enough to sit up.
The woman was gone. Just like that. The TV was on with the volume down low. The time was 2:34 on the DVR. It was some cooking show playing on the TV, so my first inclination was I was dreaming and it was influenced by what was on TV. But Julia Child wouldn't inspire this.
I sat there trying to take stock of what just happened. My whole body felt like static electricity moving all over my body. It felt as though there were hands underneath me and on top rubbing me all over. This sensation lasted for several minutes. I never remember dreams and they are never vivid like this. This was so real to me. There is no doubt in my mind.
I have heard of the Old Hag stories before but I always dismissed them. No longer. This is something that once I experienced it first hand I won't doubt anybody else's experience with this. I hope I don't experience it again, but I am not really sure what to do to prevent it, or how I should better deal with it next time. Hopefully there is no next time.