These stories are from a while ago, I'd say... 7 years ago, I'm 25 years old now... And I just found this website, and just wanted to tell my stories to have different opinions... Are sleep paralysis scientific experiences or are they of demonic or just paranormal nature?
My first sleep paralysis happened during the middle of the night, I almost never had any trouble sleeping at that time, well, even now... The strange part about this story, is that my mother used to see ghosts and demons she also had a sixth sense for those things, she was really close to God and had many sorcerers in her family, grandfather, grand grandfather, etc; and that day, she told me she had seen a white ghostly figure in my brothers' bedroom, and when it saw my mother, it went quickly through the ceiling... And guess which room's above my brothers'...My room. I kind of believed in ghosts and stuff, but never thought I'd experience something of that nature ever in my life... But that night, it kind of changed. I went to bed and woke up between 2-3 am completely paralyzed. I tried to call my mother, but my voice was gone, my ears suddenly started buzzing and I gradually couldn't hear anything at all, and then my vision became gradually completely dark, so I started to pray and several seconds later I was able to move again, so I ran out of my room to go to my mother's and told her what had happened.
The next time it happened, about 1 year later, it was different. I had the famous sleep paralysis hallucination this time and totally freaked out... I went to bed in the afternoon, I was really tired. It was 3:00 pm, still sunny outside but getting dark since it was winter. I woke up and it was almost completely dark, around 4:45 pm, but still bright enough for me to notice how much time had passed since I went to bed. I have a lamp on the desk next to my bed that turns on when you touch the metal on it I normally touch it right away even before looking at it when I wake up. This time I extended my arm to touch the lamp, but I touched something else before getting to my lamp... There was someone, or something standing between me and my lamp. It was a tall human shape wearing a black cloak with a hood, a male since I touched its chest, I even remember the details of his cloak's fabric, the texture, the feeling of his body through the clothing... I turned my head to look since I was surprised and it was looking at me, it didn't have a face, all black. It leaned really really fast toward my face and some kind of force pushed me down on my bed, I was almost sitting and a second later I was pinned on the bed by something invisible, the cloaked entity didn't touch me, it was just leaning toward me and "looking" at my face. And while he moved his upper body and head toward me he made a really strange sound, some kind of ancient chant, no lyrics, just a weird chant with a low voice, with lots of variation in his voice, low-high, low-high. Then I was paralyzed, I tried to scream but couldn't, my ears were buzzing again then I became depth, and same thing like the first time happened with my vision, gradually going blind, all dark. I tried to not panic and started praying and 2 seconds later I could move again and ran out of my bed to the kitchen and then again, told what had happened to my mother. It all happened so fast, from the moment I touched "it" until I was able to move again...I'd say 6 seconds.
After that, I never experienced sleep paralysis again... But I've been reading about it recently because when it happened to me, I didn't even know this existed, I've known a few persons to whom it had happened, so I made some research on it. From what I've been reading, no one actually gets to move before it happens, you wake up paralyzed... But the second time it happened to me, I was able to move to try to turn my lamp on; I was actually almost sitting on my bed... So I really don't get it.
What do you all think about it...? Was it something physical and that can be explained scientifically... Or was it something else, something evil...?
Thanks! And sorry for the bad English, French is my first language.