It's been awhile since I've shared anymore of my paranormal experiences, and have been meaning to write about another one of them. This is one that had happened to me when I was a child, so I don't remember a lot of details from it, but do remember the ones that I could never forget, which were the important parts of this experience.
The year would have been around 1997/1998. I was around 9 or 10 years old then, when this happened.
This again, was another experience I had in my childhood home, that I was unable to have an answer to how, or what just happened.
I'd like to start off by saying that I have not been known to be a sleep walker, but for some odd reason, while I had this bedroom as a child, I had 3 episodes of sleep walking. But after moving into my big brother's bedroom, which was directly beside my mom's bedroom (sharing a wall), after my older brother had passed away, I never had anymore sleep walking experiences.
It was late in the night, as my mom and I were both asleep at this time. My older brother I had mentioned, was no longer living with us, as his illness had become worse, to where my grandparents that lived right next door to us, had taken him in, to help care for him, as my mom was our soul provider, having to work, and care for her 2 children (my father had passed away before I was born).
At some point during the night, I had began sleep walking in my room. No telling for how long. My room isn't even really that big either. It's actually very small, and cramped from the bedroom furniture and toys. I always slept with my door shut, because it made me feel a little safer to be in my protective bubble of my bedroom, from the pitch black hallway, that I could always feel a presence at. So to have my door closed, helped me not feel them watching from my doorway as much, or walking by it etc.
When I finally woke up from my sleep walking episode, I was standing in the middle of my bedroom, in pitch black. Fyi, as a child, I know most feel safe with a light of some sort on, in their bedroom, but as for me, after constantly feeling someone watching me as a child, in my room or wherever else in our house, I got to where I found comfort in sleeping in the dark, with the theory of if there is something there in my room, I don't want to see it, so to have no light on, made me not worry about seeing something I couldn't unsee.
As I realized that I must have been sleep walking, I tried to find my bed, to get back in it, and just go back to sleep. I remember not being freaked out at this point, by waking up out of my bed, standing in the middle of my room.
After fumbling around in the dark, trying to locate my bed, which shouldn't be no more than just a step away from me, I couldn't seem to find it. Again, not freaking out yet, I just assumed I was remembering wrong, that my bed was not on the side of my room that I had thought, and it was on the other side of it, where it use to be, a few years prior.
I start to fumble around on that side of my bedroom, which again, is only a step away, I felt what I thought was my toy box, on top of my bed, and thought that was really weird, but being tired and frustrated that I can't seem to find my bed, I didn't think much more of it, and just tossed it off, what I thought was my bed, and tried to get into bed.
As I climbed in "my bed", I fell off the sides of it lol realizing this didn't feel right, and finally decided to just go and turn my bedroom light on, and find my barring.
As I tried to walk to my light switch, located beside my bedroom door, on the wall, I noticed I couldn't get to it. The way my bedroom was set up at that time, I had a big wooden daybed, that was in front of my bedroom door, when you walked in. I had a tall dresser, that was on the side of my bedroom wall, beside my bedroom door, as you walked in. So if you're standing in my doorway, you had the foot of my daybed in front of you, and my tall dresser beside you on the right, to where you only had a small open area to walk between the 2, to enter the middle part of my room.
As I'm trying to get to my light, and realizing that I can't, I go to feel what is stopping me, and as I rub my hand across what felt like a flat wood surface, that I knew felt just like my wooden toy shelf, that was on the other side of my room, is what really started to make me freak out.
I thought how that was crazy and made no sense for that to be what I'm feeling, where I know it shouldn't be, I try to reassure myself that I'm not thinking right, and again go to feel what is stopping me to get to my light switch, and this time, I even beat on it a little, to see if it was indeed my wooden toy shelf, because the way it's made, it didn't require any nails or screws to put it together. It had wood pieces you wedged to hold the shelves together, and just set the flat wood shelves in the grooved spots they went. So if you were to smack on the top of the shelf, it made a certain sound I knew it did, because it wasn't nailed down etc.
At this point, I'm freaking out, and finally scream for my mom. She comes to my rescue lol and very annoyed to be woken in the middle of the night, opens my door, and turns my light on, and says "what"?
I'm still standing in the exact same spot that I was, afraid to move anymore in my room, that wasn't making any sense, to see that there's nothing in front of me, that should have been blocking me to my bedroom light switch.
My mom noticed my TV on the floor, and started flippin' on me for it, as I realized the "toy box" I thought was on my bed, was apparently my TV, on my little wooden TV stand lol, that I fell off of, thinking it was my bed 😅
What I don't understand is how any of this was possible, for me to have any problems getting back into my bed, or to my light switch, when my room is as small as it is, and nothing should have been in my way, to get to either of those places.
I'd like to also mention, my wooden daybed does have like a wood couch like arm area, as daybeds normally do, but it is only like 2 or 3 inches wide, and is solid wood at that, and is bolted together etc. But what I was feeling in front of me, definitely was not that!
It's something that I've never been able to make any sense of, since then.
Just a quick add, my other 2 sleep walking episodes I had during this time I slept in this bedroom, was 1 being me making it to my bathroom, that is directly across from my bedroom, in the hallway, and I had woken up in there, again in the dark. But my bathroom is crazy small, to where everything is crammed together, with your full sink with cabinets on one side, the toilet in front as you walk in it, and the bathtub on the other side. So if you're standing in the doorway, you'll have the toilet in front of you, the sink on your left side, and bathtub on your right. You can only take like 2 steps max, in this tiny bathroom, but again, I was unable to find the light switch, after trying for so long to find it, and again, had to scream for my mom to help. Which I'm sure at this point, she's thinking I'm crazy to keep getting lost in such small rooms lol 😅
The last sleep walking episode had me make it to our living room door, to outside, before I finally woke up, and fortunately wasn't lost with this area lol it's scary to think how far I could have gotten before I woke up, or why this kept happening to me, and then stopped when I switched rooms?
Having to sleep in that room as a child, made me constantly fear night time, and what I would experience that night. Between hearing, or feeling things in there, or throughout our house, it all seemed to be worse when I was in that room.
I hope what all I had wrote makes sense, and explained everything to where y'all are able to understand it. But if anyone knows anything about what I had experienced, and what could have been causing it, I'd really like to hear y'all's input about it, because I'm at a lost for answers on this one.