SLEEP PARALYSIS HORROR STORIES | Shadow Figures, Entities & Being Dragged from Bed (x315)

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My eyes were open, but my body was completely frozen. A black shadow hand was holding down my arm. It pressed so hard. I mean, this is the beginning of poltergeist activity.

Oh my god, is our inbox flooded with these emails. And it's also something I experienced for the very first time and I don't recommend.

Sleep paralysis. [laughter] Yeah. Yeah.

Very spooky.

Bonjour. Were you hoping to sleep well tonight or go to France? Cuz you're not going to do either. [laughter] You're not going to do either. We can pro. Well, maybe you're going to France.

That's Italian.

Yeah. [snorts] guys.

Well, you kind of like said bonjour and then No. [laughter]

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So, if you're going to France or Italy, no, you're not. I mean, maybe you are.

Maybe you are. Maybe.

We're We're not.

We're not.

Uh, we are going to tell you stories because this is a podcast called

Two Girls, One Ghost.

Two girls, one ghost. And we are your ghostesses. I am Sabrina. That is Karen. I did that opposite and I didn't like how it felt. Um, [clears throat] this is fun. If you're watching, we have a little

skeleton.

Halfbodied skeleton missing some limbs.

Still a mystery. How he became half of a person.

Yeah. Um

I sat on his hand. That's how he's missing one hand. [laughter] I broke it.

He broke his fingers.

But yeah, we're here and we're going to tell you ghost stories specifically about a topic that oh my god is our inbox flooded with these emails. It's unfortunate for you guys, but amazing for us.

And it's also something I experienced for the very first time and I don't recommend.

Nope. We're talking

sleep.

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Sleep paralysis. [laughter]

Sleep. We're talking sleep.

Sleep paralysis.

Sleep paralysis.

I I did what you did with Bonjouro. Sleep.

Just paralysis.

Why don't you start because I have a story that you'll be shocked by this because I actually picked one that's a uh a nicer one to end on. That is a shocker.

I know. Who am I?

You've changed.

Who is she?

She's changed.

I don't even know you anymore.

Sex is Who are you?

You sicko. [laughter]

It's still scary. Just some positivity in it.

something evil folded me like a pretzel

All right. Well, I'll start with one called Something Evil Folded Me Like a Pretzel times two.

Oh [ __ ]

Hi, Ghostesses and Leia. I'm a relatively loose

lucid loose listener.

I'm relatively lucid when I listen. [laughter] I'm a relatively new listener, but I'm already on episode 98. Everyone around me knows about your podcast because I basically been listening for two months straight, even in the shower.

Love that.

Anyway, on to the story of two of my most horrifying nightmares. [laughter]

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Great.

I like how she says nightmares, even though they're definitely more

waking. They border. Yeah.

In my sophomore year of high school, I was very involved in church. I was studying to be a small group leader and wanted to know God's words so I could teach it to others properly. So I decided the only way to do this was to read the Bible from cover to cover. I told everyone at my church of my plans and went to reading. The first night I got through a third of Genesis. Wow. I feel like that's a lot.

That is a lot. It's like not an easy read.

No. And it's she thick. I always think about um you haven't seen this far in Gilmore Girls because I've now watched it twice through in the time that you've watched like part of season one,

one and a half seasons.

Um but Elaine Kim, her mom is like very religious, right? And there's a season where Lane is dating someone in her band. It's actually played by Adam Brody

and but he's like a white he's not a Korean man that like her mom wants her to be with

but he's like last night I read the

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Bible like front to back and Linen's mom is like so impressed she's like I've only ever been able to do that once [laughter] I like that a lot.

Yeah. Okay. So I got through a third of Genesis before going to bed. That night, I have an odd sepia colored dream of a house that looked like mine, except my bed was in the living room for some reason. In the dream, my mom was in the kitchen cutting fruit, and I was getting ready for bed in my sister's restroom. While I'm on the toilet, I felt a sudden urge to sing worship songs. I managed to get a couple words of the song out before I was hit with this sinister feeling

and my voice was silenced. Stubbornly, I tried to continue singing, but what came out of me was just a gerbled male voice. I panicked and I tried shouting a number of phrases, including calling for Jesus to save me, but nothing worked. The unseen evil had me stuck on the toilet with my pants down and unable to speak. At my wit's end, I yelled for my mom in

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Chinese and was broken out of my bad dream paralysis. I guess I surprised the evil entity with my bilingual abilities, lol. But the freakiest part was that when I woke up, I was face down in child's pose with my arms behind my back.

My entire body was numb and cold. It was exactly 4:00 a.m. and I didn't go back to bed until my mom came home from work from her night shift.

I want to point out that I sleep strictly on my side or on my back. I very rarely toss and turn in my sleep. So, this was an entirely unnatural position for me. There was also no reason that I should have an

unnatural position for anyone.

Yeah. There was also no reason I should have felt cold as this was summertime in Southern California. The following night, I got back to reading the Bible and I finished another third of Genesis. I was scared to go to bed that night, but I felt like maybe I would be protected by the prayers of the people of my church. Unfortunately, it didn't work. That night, I had a dream that a girl I wasn't very close to came to my home to get ready for a school dance. I let her in my house, and as soon as I

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did, she began taking her clothes off in my living room. When she pulled her dress over her head, she transformed into an entirely different person. I was staring at a modeled gray skin and unfamiliar evil face.

This creature then grabbed me by my wrist and turned its pointed fingernails into my palm and repeatedly scratched at my palm.

Now, I don't know about you guys, but I never feel anything in my dreams, but this I felt viscerally. The scratches didn't hurt, but they were really unsettling, enough for my fight or flight to kick in. And I gripped the entity's wrist in return, and I shoved it into the kitchen where I slammed it repeatedly against my oven and range until it fell limply to the ground. I took my eyes off it for a second, and when I looked back, there was a battered purple frosting cake in its place. What? Once again, I woke up 4:00 a.m. in child's pose. a little pretzel with my body numb and cold. Needless to say, I

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was not brave enough to read the Bible before bed again for many, many years. Thank you for reading this. Hope you guys aren't too creeped out from Angela. I mean, I am creeped out, but just the perfect amount. And I feel like this is kind of sorry to those finding God and religion and trying to dip your toes even more into it, but like you're you become a target. Well, I I feel like this is a topic of discussion amongst scholars. I [laughter] don't know.

As religious scholars, we can tell you [laughter]

but I feel like there has been

university

debate or conversation about like demonic attacks and hauntings like this that do target people who are deeply devout and religious because it's a challenge. Yeah.

It's a oh, you're about to do this. Do you want to like dip your toe in here? Well, let me try to pull you this way.

Yeah. I mean, and that was immediate for

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Angela, like day one of trying to read the Bible.

Yeah. I'm also curious why it chose the girl that she's not that close with. I'm looking for a reason. Was there something going on with that girl? Is it just because it's someone who's like not that familiar? I don't know. Like, that feels like a specific choice. Or is it just like more of like a test where it's like you're going into a practice where you're going to help anyone

and invite anyone into your life and give to them,

right?

But they might take or attack you or like like maybe it was a warning of just like cuz it didn't hurt her. No. And then it also ended up not being that girl. Like it ended up being like a mold like gray scary entity.

Yeah.

But why did that entity choose that girl's face? That's I don't know.

I don't think we ever will

until Angela reads the third third gen the book of Genesis.

I think she probably already has. Just not before bed. Okay. This is not about

Victorian lady watches listener sleep

being folded like a pretzel, but it is about a Victorian lady watching our

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listener Victoria sleep.

Okay.

A Victorian lady watching Victoria.

Yeah.

How appropo.

Victoria sent us one email and then sent us like a follow-up. So, I'm going to read both. Hi, ghouls and girlies. My name is Victoria. I'm a fairly new listener, slowly making my way through the podcast, and I have fallen completely in love. I've always been a certified weird girl and have had lots of experiences throughout my life. None quite as intense as what I'm experiencing at this minute. Mind you, I'm fairly sensitive to the paranormal, although that might be wishful thinking as I want to believe I'm sensitive. But like I said, and you're definitely sensitive after you hear the story, there's no debate. Like I've said, I've had plenty of experiences throughout my life. I've heard footsteps in my mother's home. I've had sleep paralysis. I've seen things out of the corner of my eye. But things have taken a bit of a turn since my boyfriend and I moved into our first home together in January 2025. Our home is a beautiful Victorian house in a historic village in the north of England. It's a very peaceful place to

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live overall, which we're both grateful for, and that's also we come from fairly rowdy council estates before. So, we moved into this house and I remember joking as we moved in that the house was probably haunted due to the age of it, but my boyfriend scowlled at me and told me not to joke about that kind of thing. It's important to note that my boyfriend is both cautiously skeptical and terrified of the paranormal at the same time. I feel like those go together.

Yeah.

At first, things were pretty quiet and I started to think we had gotten away with an old house that wasn't haunted after all. But then that all changed the first time I saw the lady. I heard things in my house before, noises upstairs and such that I could always brush off as the house settling or neighbors because we do have pretty thin walls. But one day I was in my kitchen and in the reflection of the French doors standing behind me in the dining room, I saw her. The reflection was incredibly detailed. A woman in Victorian era clothing standing there simply watching me. I'm

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used to this sort of experience where you catch a glimpse of an apparition and it disappears immediately. But no, this time this woman and I stared at each other for a good few seconds via the reflection before I turned around. And only then, only when I turned around, did she disappear. I told my boyfriend and he freaked out, begging me not to talk about it in the house because if I was being truthful, she could absolutely hear us. I reminded him how seriously I take the paranormal. And under no circumstances would I make up a story like this, particularly one that sounded so outlandish to a non-believer. Nothing happened for a while other than noises in the house like someone was upstairs when I was alone. And now my mom, who is a full-blown skeptic who believes there's a logical explanation for everything, visited once to help me with sorting some of the childhood things I had to donate. And even she heard the noises. Even she admitted that she wouldn't like to be in my house alone and couldn't explain the feeling. Damn. And then I saw the lady a second time. This time in my bedroom. I have pretty bad anxiety at night and I wake up

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frequently throughout the night. On this particular night, I woke to see a shadow standing at the end of our bed. I figured I was hallucinating because I hadn't woken up properly cuz I couldn't really move. But this shadow didn't leave straight away. Instead, like when I saw her in the kitchen, we held each other's gaze for a moment and then she moved diagonally towards the bedroom door at an inhuman speed before she was gone. I hate that. That inhuman speed. Too slow or too fast. It's too

I'd rather it just disappear,

right? But moving moving.

Yeah, cuz then they can come at you.

I knew it was her. The shape of the shadow, everything. And I've seen this lady in shadow form two more times since then. Both during the day, which somehow is so much scarier, but has always been very quick. And I don't really get a bad vibe from the spirit. She just feels nosy. I think there is however something that does not feel great. One night about 2 months ago, my boyfriend and I

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were lying in bed just before going to sleep having our independent scrolling time when from the end of our bed was a clear, very loud child's laugh. We both froze. I turned very slowly to face him and whispered, "Is the window open?" Because our bedroom faces the street, so I figured maybe a family was passing by outside. despite the fact it was the middle of the night. But he shook his head. The windows not open. I looked at him and I whispered, "But you heard that, right?" And this time he nodded. He had He suggested maybe it's the little boy next door, but he wasn't super convinced. Sure, it's not beyond the realm of possibility, but this laugh was not muffled like it had come through the wall. It was like it was a child standing right at the foot of the bed laughing at us. M we did not see the spirit and we haven't heard him since. But the laugh was accompanied by a sense of ancient dread that I could not shift from until I left the house to go to work the next day.

Jeez.

I worry about what this entity might be.

Yeah.

My boyfriend suffers from night terrors

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and since he was a little boy has had them, but they've gotten worse since moving into this house. He says that before he wakes up properly, he always sees me laying beside him, but as a horrific demon, not as myself. He puts it down to stress at work, but I'm not so sure. I don't know if this entity is demonic, but it does feel extremely negative. So, I have no real satisfying conclusion to this, but I do have plenty of other stories. I was also once visited by a curious former worker in a 19th century factory I used to work at. And then Victoria sent a followup saying, "I had to get back in touch because ever since I sent this email, things have gotten so much worse." No,

I have not seen the Victorian lady since, but that laughing entity, whatever it was, has really amped up its mischief, and I have no idea what to call it. This energy still doesn't feel demonic, as far as I can tell, but it's definitely not friendly. The footsteps

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and the banging are now occurring every single night, especially when I'm home alone in the house, as if it's mocking me. I mean, this is the beginning of poltergeist activity, and things are starting to get physical. I've been waking up with long scratches on both of my breasts and a large bruise on one of them. It's not impossible that I could be scratching myself in sleep, but I keep my nails very short because I'm a germaphobe and I can't stand the feeling of dirt beneath them. So, now my anxiety overall has increased and things came to a boiling point when I was alone in the house last night. Also, this was sent to us in November. My boyfriend is a musician and spends most nights rehearsing, so I'm often alone until quite late. This night, last night, I heard the hob turn on in the kitchen. We have an electric hob that beeps loudly when we turned on, and I heard the beep. Do you know what a hob is?

I'm That is exactly what I was doing. Electric hob. It's like a heater.

It's a like burner cooktop.

Okay, so this turned on in the kitchen.

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It's electric and it beeps loudly when it turns on. and I heard the beep and I went into the kitchen to find it turned on. Luckily, none of the electric burners had been turned on, so there was no real risk, but it definitely felt like an escalation. And had I not gotten there as soon as I did, would the burners have turned on? So, I think my boyfriend was right. And I really should have avoided talking about this in the house because the second I divulged all the details, it got worse. Like, it's testing me. I'm a little anxious as we're about to bring a little shelter kitty home and I don't want the negative energy to affect the cat. Or will the cat banish the negative entity?

Oh, maybe the cat will eat it.

Um, I'm really hopeful for some advice on how to cleanse the space and avoid any worse harm because I love this beautiful house and want to make a life here with my boyfriend and our kitty. Yours, spooky, Victoria.

Yeah, Victoria. Oh my gosh. Wait, when was this sent?

November.

Okay, so it it hasn't been that long.

No. So,

and it does sound like this is like the escalation path to something a lot worse.

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Yep. Here's what I'll say, Victoria. I think intuition is the most important thing. So, do what feels right to you. If you don't, if you feel like talking about it, divulging details, is making it worse, then sure, don't talk about it anymore. But set intentions. Set boundaries. Be very clear. Even like out loud, say like, "This is our space. It is only filled with love and light and positivity. Nothing with ill intent is welcome here."

Light like a little white candle.

You can cleanse it with different herbs. And then us as a community, everyone who's listening right now, can send positive energy to Victoria and her beautiful Victorian home in Northern England. May it be a place that is cozy, happy, and peaceful. And also, I will say if you're doing any like renovations or changing anything about the rooms, maybe just out loud say and explain like as if you're talking to yourself what is going on because I also when moving into this house

experienced some things that definitely could have been categorized as like

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poltergeist activ like it was aggressive.

Yeah.

As soon as I started explaining what was going on with the house, it stopped.

So speak out loud, talk to yourself. [laughter] That's the advice. Okay. Otherwise, it's Yeah. Keep us updated. Keep us updated and send us a picture of your cute little kitty. Look at my hair.

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bf's sleep paralysis demon tapped into my nightmare

This is a story called My Boyfriend Sleep Paralysis Demon Tapped into My Nightmare. This is one of the weird like the scariest thing is when like people are sleeping next to each other and experience like the same thing but in different ways,

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right? It's the classic we go back to the story all the time that was sent by that one guy who was like sleeping in bed next to his boyfriend. His boyfriend never woke up

to him like screaming,

but he was levitating, floating

right below the ceiling, knocking and banging and feeling the texture of the ceiling, thinking he was trapped in a coffin.

But it was kind of worse. He was floating in the air. Yep. Being lifted up by an unseen scary entity.

Yeah.

Well, what's happening in this story?

Good evening, beautiful ghost ladies. My name is Kylie, and I honestly have no idea how I feel about this strange experience, [laughter] so your insights will be very much appreciated.

Great. For context, my boyfriend and I have been together for 2 years now. The experience occurred when we were barely a year into our relationship. Going back to my young age, I promise this is relevant to the story, my grandma used to live in a one-story home with three bedrooms. Each bedroom had its own personality, you could say, as she decorated every room very differently. The girl's room was, of course, a pretty light pink with cute little flowers

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painted all across the walls. The boys room was zoo themed. It had elephants, tigers, lions,

and you wouldn't believe it, bears, too.

Oh my. [laughter] Giving the room a very safari feel. Even the bed sheets matched with the room. They were leopard print and tan pillowcases.

Cute. Statues of different animals were also scattered throughout the room. The last bedroom was the primary bedroom. And since my grandmother's room, sorry grandma, for typing this, was the primary bedroom, it was very much an old lady 1900's themed room. Huge bed, taller than me, needed a complete step to climb onto it. Super tall bed posts that just barely graze the ceiling along with pretty bed curtains that were clipped onto the bed posts and even a small tea table that sat in front of the window with two vintage chairs.

Could you This is a mansion. My god,

what the hell?

Beautiful.

There were absolutely not chairs we were allowed to play in under any circumstances.

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Like this beautiful little tea table that you can't enjoy. Yeah,

actually I know exactly what that's like because we had a we had a

formal sitting room.

No, no, no. We had like at the front like you walk in the front door of our house and there was a small bench

you'd think for people to sit on.

No, this was an antique and you were not allowed to sit on it.

And one time one of my friends from elementary school, like what do we weigh in elementary school? 70 lbs.

She sat on it and broke it.

Well, so

that's sad. Tough tough thing with antiques. Some of them are beautiful. They're just for looking at.

But also like don't get an antique chair and place it

Yeah.

in a place where people would naturally want to sit.

I do think

mom and dad [laughter]

I do think that and also like I grew up with a formal living room and we never sat in there. We weren't allowed to sit on the couch that was in there and then my mom would like cover it with plastic and it's like what is the point? What's the point of that having this?

I know it's like a little museum. Oh my god. I remember. So we had a formal

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living room too, but like it wasn't really formal. My mom would sit in there to read and wrinkles would lay on the couch, so it was like not treated very formally.

Yeah. Like I would for sure have turned it into like a library.

Yeah. Yeah,

but my like first experience with kind of like the crazy like living room and keeping like the the formal living room pristine was when I met my college roommate and still one of my best friends, Briana, because her mom every day would vacuum the perfect lines into the carpet and no one was allowed to to step on it cuz you couldn't undo the vacuum lines.

We as humans are crazy. [laughter]

She would find out. We're crazy.

Which is so funny because like her mom is like the most giving person ever, but it's like that was her one thing just for her.

Everything else she just gave, gave gave. But don't touch her white carpet.

I love that.

She needs it. Okay. I was about 10 or 11 years old, slowly growing up in the house, and I always remembered having just the oddest feelings there. It

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didn't feel evil or malicious. It just felt off. I've always been a firm believer in the afterlife and mostly terrified of it, too. So, I always made sure to watch my back in this home. I never [clears throat] stayed alone for too long in any one room. But the room that always gave me the strongest scary feelings was the boy's room. And I never knew what it was. I never did truly experience anything huge to talk about in there, but it was just always odd, creepy. The feeling of being watched very closely and very carefully. That room just reminds me so much of the movie Smart House. And like you can turn like the walls like into different things. And I'm pretty sure like the animals kind of like come to life in one of the things.

Oh, do they? I like can't remember that part.

I think.

Cool.

Smart house was such a that was such an early warning about AI

and robots. [laughter]

Disney and you're watching Disney Channel. One year when I was 12, my little cousin and my family came from out of state to visit us. My cousin at the time was a little bit younger than me. I want to say six or seven years

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old. But this never stopped us from having a great time playing together. When he arrived, I was so excited to show him my very first laptop that my parents had gifted me for my birthday. I was a total Minecraft kid at the time. So, we decided to have a balloon fight in the boys' room and then record the whole thing. We blew up five balloons and started smacking them across the bed at one another.

This sounds so fun.

And the laptop was set up at the base of the bed showing us both going in and out of view several times.

I forgot the theme of this episode because it was just so fun.

This is so fun. Once we got bored of this, he went onto his tablet and I went to go rewatch the videos. In one of the videos,

in the left corner, I noticed something weird. A tiny ball of light coming out of thin air, shooting down to the floor and then suddenly disappearing again. When it flew, it had a long tail that trailed behind it. And I noted this because it was super weird, but I just left it at that. Shortly after this, my grandma moved out of that house, and I kept the video of the light as it always made a good scary story for those who dared to listen to me.

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still have the video.

It was not included in this, so Kylie did not send it. I don't know if she still has it.

Now that I've explained the first half of my story, let me return to recent times where this room plays a big part. Okay. My boyfriend had explained to me at some point when he was younger that he used to experience sleep paralysis very frequently. Said it would occur almost every night when he was in middle school and high school.

Every night. We are 24 and 26 now. He went on to explain that when this would happen, he would see a figure looming over him, pinning him down on the bed every single time it happened. It never spoke. It would just stare at him, watching him struggle to regain movement. Hearing this, I obviously was freaked out, but I knew for some odd reason not to be too afraid, as it couldn't touch me because I refused to let it. So, jokingly, I told him that he should talk to a priest, but that was the end of that conversation. During this time, my boyfriend lived in an apartment complex, and I would always come over to stay with him because he lived alone, so

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obviously I'd go there.

Mhm.

One night, we went to bed a little late, but the rest of our day was pretty standard. We curled up next to each other because the honeymoon phase is wild AF.

And you can never get enough of each other, so we snuggled up and we passed out pretty quickly. And that is when I started to have very vivid and a clear nightmare about a demon chasing me and my younger cousin in that house in the boys' room. I remember my mom holding my little cousin and me, telling us to run into the boy's room and hide as quickly as we could because this thing was trying to kill us. I got a quick glimpse of it as I was running with my little cousin. It was very dark, dead face, gray and bruised, black eyes with blood dripping from them. The bruised

and blood dripping from its mouth, too. Almost like it had already eaten someone, but it was still very hungry.

Yeah, cuz it's eating your boyfriend currently and now it's wants you. [sighs] horrifying. As my cousin and I ran into the boy's room, we crawled under the bed and started whispering to each other, "It's going to find us." My cousin whispered to me. I respond, "I don't

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think it can see us." All of a sudden, I wake up. I'm lying on my back. My eyes are wide open. I lie there staring at the ceiling, feeling that very same feeling I used to feel in my grandma's house, like something is watching me very closely. And that is when I hear my boyfriend saying in a very creepy off-tonone voice, "Do you think they can see us? Do you think they can hear us?" Totally freaked out, thinking I'm still dreaming. I whip my head towards him, and he is face to face with me, lying on his side, eyes wide open with a slight grin lining his mouth. I yell, "Who the [ __ ] are you talking to?" And then he wakes up as if I pulled him out of a dead sleep. He's looking at me so confused, saying, "What the [ __ ] What's going on? Who Who are you talking to?

I love how Kylie started. I was like, I don't know how to feel about this encounter. Terrified, horrified,

freaked out.

He was slightly cranky because I had just woken him up, but he looked at me like I had three heads. And so I quickly explained to him what he just did. And

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he said, "No [ __ ] way. I passed out. I didn't wake up until I heard you talking to someone." Completely and utterly freaked out, I prayed and told whatever it was never to touch me or manipulate my dreams again.

I also boundaries. I also told my boyfriend that he needed to open up his windows until whatever it was to leave immediately as I was not going to have that thing linger around me and linger in my life at all. I do not allow negative energy like this around me and I never will. Hell yeah. Oh, wait. We do have the movie. Sorry, Kylie. I said you didn't send it. You did. [gasps] After this experience, my boyfriend and I were very much freaked out and we still talk about it to this day. Neither of us can explain what happened. He says he has absolutely no memory of this at all. He only woke up when I shouted. But I saw his eyes clearly locked on my face, watching me as if it were a game to him. I will never forget the way his voice sounded either.

It didn't sound like him at all,

cuz it wasn't.

And it gave me full chills as I remember the sound coming from him. It felt like

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whatever this thing was, it was responding to my nightmare. It was mocking my little cousin and me while we were trying to hide for our lives. The only weird thing that has ever happened since was one night I woke up face to face with my boyfriend's fat toes in my face because for some reason at some point in the night he totally flipped around in his sleep. And neither of us know how he did that. I'm a very light sleeper. I always wake up when he moves or if he snores too loud. But I never once felt him leave the bed or move at all. Huh.

And the bed was not very huge. We're basically pressed up against each other the entire night. Maybe he was levitated, picked up, and turned around back down.

Anyways, I love your podcast and all the spooky stories. Stay spooky. Love, Kylie. Okay. And we do have the weird light video.

Okay. I want to see.

Oh.

Oh, you see that?

Yeah.

It's so fast. It's not like it's lint or something like dust going through.

I wish zoom and enhance was a real thing.

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I know.

Interesting.

And it's also from a while ago, too. So it's like, you know, it's not like

the best quality.

Yeah,

it is that cuz like you would watch that and you'd be like, hm, I don't think anything of that. But like it is weird.

And the fact that it's in the room that was so creepy.

Yeah. And now you're living in a room with a man who's so creepy. I mean, it's

shout out to your boyfriend.

Wild. Your boyfriend

big fat toes.

His big fat toes. It sounds like your boyfriend I mean clearly you've said that your boyfriend's been experiencing this. Like there was a phase where he every night was having sleep paralysis.

There's something following him.

Yeah. Oh, and just you said it like the the fact that the demon looks like it had already eaten someone and you're like because it's eating your boyfriend. I hate that it's like already feeding off of him and now it's trying to feed on you too.

I do feel like Kylie, your presence in his life is almost going to get rid of this entity because

like just like the boundaries and the just like I don't have time for this energy I think will

discourage it,

knock him out. This is from our listener

3 stories of sleep paralysis

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Emily. And there's three stories. The cottage we never returned to. Sleep paralysis and weird cowboys in my room. Oh, cowboys. Hello, ghostes. I've been listening to your podcast for about 3 months now, and I am completely hooked. I think in those 3 months, I've listened to around 150 episodes. Personally, I haven't had too many supernatural experiences, aside from some pretty scary sleep paralysis and my old dog seeming a little too in touch with the other side. But after binging your episodes, a few memories have been unlocked, and I'm going to share them with you. Okay, so two short stories are basically the extent of my really scary experiences. The cottage we never returned to. To preface the story, I am now 22 years old. This story happened when I was around 12 or 13. It also involves my dad, so it's also his experience. We together have pieced our memories together to tell it as accurately as we could. It was a scorching July around 35°. My brother was 9 or 10 at this time and

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I were both out of school for the summer. No vacations planned. So, my parents decided to take a family trip to a cottage we had never been to before. This cottage belonged to a friend of my cousins who lived in Toronto. Her friend's parents owned the place and had offered to let both of our family stay there for a week while they were away. We immediately said yes. How fun. What could go wrong? Great times.

Spoiler, this is a bad idea.

Oh no.

We had never met this friend or their parents. They lived in Toronto as well as my cousin, aunt, and uncle. And while we also were in Ontario, we lived about 5 hours away from Toronto, so we rarely saw them. Usually, this cousin and their family would visit us since most of our family lived near us. Now, this cottage is about a 4-hour drive from our house. We were all excited to try something new cuz we're the kind of family that camped in a trailer or we'd go take overseas trips. So, a cottage was something different for us. We arrived late in the afternoon, perfectly timed with my

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relatives. Everyone unpacked quickly and we rushed inside to check out our home for the week. And right away, you could tell that this cottage was old. The stairs creaked, the red wood was unpolished, and the wallpaper was really ugly. [laughter] The first floor had a kitchen, living room, one bathroom, one bedroom, and upstairs was basically an attic. It had a large open space with a small bedroom on the right side of the stairs and its own bathroom. Despite the lack of rooms and bathrooms for seven people, it felt cozy and welcoming in the daylight. We were too tired that first day to really take in the atmosphere, and the first night went smoothly. No issues. My aunt and uncle slept downstairs. My parents took the upstairs bedroom and my brother, cousin, and I all slept on air mattresses in the open space in the attic upstairs area. Again, nothing strange happened that night. Our first full day was great. We spent it swimming in the lake, exploring the woods. My parents relaxed by the dock. And after dinner that evening, we were all sitting in the living room eating when suddenly

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every single person at the table stopped at the exact same moment and looked up at one another because the entire house had suddenly gone freezing cold. It's the middle of July. The temperature outside barely dropped to 20° C at night. So, there's no reason for it to feel that cold inside.

No. And that's not a good sign paranormally.

Everyone,

right? And I'm also trying to think like like how do you even blame that on anything else? It's like what sort of natural disaster and like leak or something.

Even if the AC had turned off or like turned up, it wouldn't happen instantly.

No. Yeah. And there's no like I can't think of like a chemical or like a gas leak or something that would do that.

No.

Like there's no someone try I dare you to try to explain this away.

My uncle stood up to go check the thermostat, but the second he stood up, the temperature returned to normal. None of us were freezing cold anymore.

That's bizarre. We brushed it off and assumed it was just a random cold draft. Everyone got ready for bed. My parents went to their room and us kids started

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to fall asleep in the open space. My brother and cousin were out in minutes, but I stayed up playing on my iPad for a bit longer. And that's when I started to hear what sounded like slow creeks, like footsteps coming up the stairs. At that age, I had already had occasional sleep paralysis episodes, although I didn't know what they were. So, I often got up to go check what I was seeing or what I thought I was seeing. So, I figured this was the same thing again. I got up. I still heard my parents talking in their room and I felt relieved that someone else was awake. But as I started to go down the stairs, the air started feeling heavier, thicker. The cottage was so dark and the quiet was unsettling and my bravery disappeared. So, I ran back to my spot and fell asleep almost immediately. But then my dad had his own experience. My dad is the bravest person I know. And I might be biased, but he doesn't scare easily. He's a skeptic, even though strange things have happened to him before. Like, he lived in a house that had a pentagram painted on the door by previous owner's kids, and no matter

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how many times he and his family painted over it, the black paint of the pentagram kept bleeding through the new layers. That is [ __ ] up. And that reminds me so much of Wasn't that what happened at the house in San Francisco that I covered at one point? Or was it in LA? I don't know.

The house that we talked about one time in eight years.

Yeah. Yeah. [laughter] There's like cult activity and bands and

yeah that's just a common

that's common. Okay. So my dad he's a light sleeper and my mom sleeps like a rock. So in this night when I had heard the calling noises I go to sleep. My dad in the middle of the night wakes up to the sound of my brother calling daddy daddy over and over. It sounded desperate. So my dad sat up was about to get out of bed when he heard whispering panic whispering. It sounded like it was coming from inside the room. So, he's looking around the dark trying to find where it's coming from when he sees my mom sitting upright beside him, eyes closed, praying quietly but intensely.

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Oh my god.

Now, my mom grew up religious, but by this point, it had been at least a decade since she had gone to church or prayed. So, this was completely out of character. My dad tried to gently tap her shoulder, thinking maybe she was dreaming or sleepwalking, but she didn't respond. All she did was pray faster and harder. By now, my brother's voice had stopped, and all of my dad's attention was on my mom. Seconds passed, and there was a loud crash. The mirror that was in the attached bathroom had literally fallen right off the wall, shattered on the floor. After that, everything was a blur. My dad laid back down, trying to convince himself it was a bad dream. The next morning, he woke up early and as always, he checked on my mom who was still asleep. He looked in on us kids and we were all fine. So relieved, he thought maybe it was just a really bad dream until he walked into the bathroom and saw the mirror was shattered on the floor. [snorts]

He immediately woke everyone up, told us all to pack our bags because we were leaving.

Yeah, the good call. Good call, Dad.

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I like that he's not the skeptic that's like, "Ignore it. Just keep going on. That wasn't real." like he's a skeptic where it's like

if something scary happens like we're not gonna sit here and find out what it was.

And also like a mirror and you have kids like that's so

dangerous. Yeah. No one questioned my dad because he never panics and so if he said we're leaving we listened. We packed everything up, brought it to the car and before heading out everyone gathered in the living room and as we started walking to the front door which led through the kitchen. No one was prepared for what we saw. Every single cabinet, every single drawer, everything that could be opened in the kitchen was open. We all stood there frozen. No one spoke. My dad, who would normally crack a joke, looked terrified, which made all of us even more scared. So, without saying another word, we all ran outside and didn't look back. We took two separate cars and drove to a nearby diner for breakfast, where my dad then explained what happened during the night. And after seeing the kitchen, we all believed him. My brother swore he

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hadn't woken up the night before calling my dad and he's never sleep talked in his life and even now almost 10 years later still has never sleep talked. My mom couldn't believe that she was praying in her sleep. She didn't remember any of it. We still think something else took over her for that short time.

Jeez. While we were at the

or like maybe it was like herself but like an old part of her soul that was tapped into like I have to save myself some

or even just like a protective spirit or something. While we were at the diner, the fart ruined, the waitress overheard our conversation and she asks, "Oh, the cottage up the road." We nodded and her face dropped. She put the coffee pot down, turned around, and never came back. What the [ __ ] Another waitress came over and said, "Sorry, she started feeling sick. I'll be taking over. How can I help you?" My dad immediately said, "No, we're good. We're leaving."

What?

We know the first waitress knew something and we didn't want to find out what it was.

[gasps]

Wait, no. I do though.

I know. [laughter]

What the heck? We thanked my relatives

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for inviting us, got in the car and drove home. We never went back to that cottage. We never found out what really happened there. And unfortunately, some family drama has caused us to become estranged from those relatives. So,

we will probably never know.

Damn. I'm sorry. But like also maybe not because like now you don't have to go back to the comic.

True. [laughter]

And now my next story. My evil eye necklace worked. M okay. Growing up, I had a lot of sleep paralysis episodes. Out of my 22 years of life, I'd say I've had severe insomnia for about 15 of them. So, at this point, it feels almost normal, and I've learned to manage it. I never really thought anything of those experiences as paranormal, but there are two of them that stand out very clearly in my memory. This first one happened when I was about 8. I had a normal bed with a frame on the floor, which will make sense later. One night, I woke up and I saw my mom and my younger brother, who was about 5, standing in my doorway. I always slept with my door open, so that wasn't unusual. But what was unusual is I couldn't move. My eyes were

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open, but my body was completely frozen. I in my head tried to ask, "What's wrong? What's happening?" But they just stood there without moving. Suddenly, I woke up and I was able to move fully. The next morning, I asked my mom and my brother about it, but they were like, "What? We never came to your room. And my brother even got scared and started crying because the idea of me seeing him while he was asleep freaked him out.

A Well, yeah. Me, too. Yeah. After that, I begged my parents to get me a bunk bed. And I figured maybe being off the floor would stop whatever that was from happening again. It didn't. 5 years later,

I feel like that's worse. Like then it can like creep up and you're really trapped and it's like looking

I know. Also,

I never wanted to be on the top bunk. As a side note, if you're hearing sounds, there's construction happening. [snorts]

Perpetual.

Okay, so about 5 years later, I had another vivid experience. I don't know if it was sleep paralysis this time. It's kind of silly now, but it terrified me then. My bunk bed was not a regular one with a ladder and a railing. It had

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stairs and a short wall that blocked off part of my view when I was laying down. One night, I woke up in the middle of the night and I could actually sit up, which is why I'm not sure if it was sleep paralysis or just a very realistic dream. But I peered over the wall of my bunk and I saw my room transformed into what looked like an old western saloon. There were three or four cowboys sitting around a table in the middle of my room and one was sitting on the steps of my bunk bed. They had guns. They were in holsters. They were drinking, smoking, and playing cards. Like, it literally felt like I had stepped into a western movie. The funny part is at that age I had never seen an old western and in Canada our history classes definitely didn't cover things like that. When I sat up the cowboy on my stairs looked at me and started walking up the steps towards my bed. I forced myself to fall asleep before he could get to me. Years later that's so scary.

I know. Just close your eyes, pretend he's not here. But then also it's like did you fall asleep or did he get to you and you passed out from the fear or from

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whatever

I don't know

his effect was on you? I feel like these cowboys were just enjoying the room.

Yeah, just nice updates. Or I'm just picturing like, you know, as a kid you would like act out and like create little plays with your friends. Like I'm imagining these cowboys are just like hanging out and they're like, "Let's be cowboys tonight." Like they're not actually cowboys. Um

these kids might enjoy us as cowboys.

Okay. But years later, something happened that still makes me feel uneasy when I think about it. This is a couple years ago now. My friend went to Greece and brought me back an evil eye necklace. I didn't really know much about it and I'm not the type to keep up with European symbolism, but I appreciated the gift and I started wearing it regularly. A few months later, I finally looked it up and learned that the evil eye charm is meant to protect you and it's said to break once it's done. A few months after that, I've had one of the worst nights sleep of a long time. I couldn't fall asleep for hours. I'm usually a deep sleeper once I've fallen asleep. Like, I've literally slept through a tornado and I needed a bed shaker alarm clock to wake me up for work. No way. But when I

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bed see bed shaker that almost like confuses me more cuz I'm like does that wake you up or would that I feel like that would almost like I guess if it really shakes you

yeah cuz I'm like is that not just being rocked back to sleep but when I can't fall asleep quickly I always end up waking up in the middle of the night. So I don't remember what time I finally fell asleep but I clearly remember waking up and it wasn't morning. My body was frozen. It felt like something was pinning me down. And for a second, I really thought someone had broken into my room. I opened my eyes since that's all I could do. I couldn't move any other part of my body. And I looked to my right. And that's when I saw it. A black shadow hand was holding down my arm. It pressed so hard. And this hand looked human, but had a dark smoky aura around it. And I couldn't see what it attached to. I didn't know who it belonged to. But that hand has stayed in my mind ever since. So, like always, I used my method to escape. I tried to fall back to sleep. I pretended nothing

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was happening, and the panic exhausted me until I fell asleep. It's a very strange method, but it works every time. When I woke up the next morning, I was shaken, but I tried to brush it off until I went to the bathroom and I noticed that evil eye necklace gone. It wasn't a delicate necklace either. It was a thick black string that wrapped around my neck twice and the charm attached through both loops. It never came off easily. I ran back to my room and I found it under my pillow. The charm was shattered into tiny pieces. Completely beyond repair and that thick string was snapped like something ripped it in half.

Holy crap. See, I like that's cuz I just picture it as like, you know, time and showering with it and like wear and tear gets tugged on something like that was destroyed.

Destroyed. I still tell myself that the necklace protected me that night. I thanked my friend over and over for giving it to me because who knows what would have happened had I not been wearing it

or did the entity destroy it so that I could do something worse. Sorry to put that in your mind.

Thanks for reading my stories. Stay

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spooky. Keep up the amazing work, Emily.

Yeah, thank god you had that bracelet or necklace.

Terrifying.

It it is terrifying experiences

and they're all kind of really scary. I the cowboys

don't mind the cowboys because it's not like they interacted with her and like

the guy started climbing towards her because she woke up.

Yeah.

But they were just hanging out.

Yeah.

Coming towards her is so creepy.

Why not just turn and say hi or wave or something?

Maybe he was confused what he was seeing.

Oh, he was like, "What is that over there?"

Yeah. Time glitch. They were real cowboys.

They were.

You were their ghost.

Yeah.

Dang. Does that mean that she was just like levitating?

Yeah. Yeah, the time they saw a little girl levitating while they were just hanging out. [gasps] H stories your your great great grandpa cowboy used to tell. Wild. Okay, I have

sleep paralysis demon tried to drag me out of bed

a story called the sleep paralysis demon who tried to drag me out of bed. And then Sabrina has promised us a nice one.

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[laughter] Hello lovely ghostesses. My name is Kira. Feel free to use my name. I've been listening for a few months now and I want to say your episodes have helped me get through my first semester of vet school.

Yay. My dog.

My dog, Duck. I love

Stop.

My dog, Duck, and I have been working through your episodes every night before bed.

I love that it's like you and Duck together. Like, does Duck pick episodes that he wants to listen to?

Oh my god, I love that. So cute.

I'm writing to tell you about the most horrifying sleep paralysis experience I have ever had. I've had sleep paralysis a few times, but I think this one specifically is the worst, and I think about it every night as I'm trying to fall asleep.

Oh, perfect. You shouldn't do that. I know. I know. But it's like the interesting thing where it's like the fear of it happening again.

And the entity wants you to be fearing it. I was home from college for winter break staying at my mom's house. I've never had any scary or paranormal experiences in this house before. Besides the occasional weird noise from the house settling. It's not a particularly old house. There's nothing spooky about it. It's just a normal house in the middle of Wisconsin. I was

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sleeping in my room, which is on the main level, separate from the other rooms of the house, and I woke up in the middle of the night unable to move. So, I tried to flip over, even maybe just move my fingers, but I couldn't do anything. Suddenly, I heard someone whispering from behind me. One fact about me is I am a very heavy sleeper. I would never wake up to anyone whispering or even yelling my name in the room. Oh, man. I'm kind of envious of [laughter] that.

That also is scary in its own way, too.

True. Yeah. Like, you don't know if there's someone like an intruder or something,

right? or as I've learned having a child, I can't rely on the heavy sleeper in my partnership to wake up to a child need.

In my half asleep delusion, I assumed that this creepy whispering was coming from my mom. I tried to say aloud, "Mom, hello. Hello." But my mom, but my words can't Sorry, I just started laughing cuz I was thinking about the time. It was only a few years ago when my mom opened my bedroom door when I was home. It was

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the middle of the night

and I was back home in Vermont and she opened the door but the slowest possible opening and it was also like that door needed WD40. It creaked the entire time. So instead of just doing it fast, she just kept doing it slowly where it's going.

So scary.

And I was turned away from the door. So I had to like flip myself around.

Ominous.

So creepy.

Menacing.

My words came out slurred and so quiet. I wasn't even sure if I was making any noise at all. I kept trying to speak, trying to move, but I was paralyzed. And then I felt a presence suddenly looming over my head. I was laying on my side, so I tried my best to peek up at whatever it was that I could feel. And I caught a glimpse of a pale woman with black hair. Picture the girl from the ring.

Terrifying.

And she was standing over me. Of course, I immediately shut my eyes super tight. I tried to scream for help. I produced some sort of gargled and slurred noises. And that is when I heard the woman say in the creepiest voice that you could ever imagine,

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"Don't say anything."

Oh.

She then stopped leaning over me and backed up. I heard her begin to walk away from my bed and towards the door, and that feeling of relief started to wash over me, assuming she was leaving. And then I felt her turn and stop at the end of my bed. I felt a light touch on my feet, which were secured tightly under my blanket, but this offered me no protection as she suddenly yanked my feet with an unbelievable amount of force and dragged me halfway down the bed. This is so evil because it's like doing everything that's like abusive. Don't tell anybody. It's leaving and then coming back when you think you're safe. Just as you think you're safe, it's turning around and yanking

doing the most violent thing. and also to like gently touch the feet first and then hate. She then let go of my feet and walked out of the room. And I don't know how to explain this next part, but I could almost feel and see a vision of her walking into my basement and then disappearing. Ew. Ew. So, she lives in

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the basement. I must have fallen back asleep because the next memory is of me waking up in the morning. Since this experience, I have not seen anything creepy. I have not seen this entity. I have a few more episodes of sleep paralysis since, but nothing involving this woman. However, anytime I do go into the basement for any reason, I am overcome by an unusual feeling of discomfort. Thank you for listening to my story. I'll see you on

Kira. Um, Kira, did you tell anyone about the experience besides us?

Yeah, [gasps] cuz holy [ __ ] Cuz she doesn't want you to, meaning you should.

Well, now now she's told a few thousand. outed. A lot of a lot of people know.

Yeah.

Somebody's going to know. Hate.

Yeah. Hate.

Truly just hate.

I wish we had one of those like signs where it's like love

it. Hate it.

Hate it.

Like you bring to go try on bridal dresses. [laughter]

Yeah. Yuck.

Yuck.

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Scary one. I would never wish to have that. I can't believe she just like yanked. Oh god.

I hate it so much. Yeah, it does remind me of the scariest experience known to me by someone I know is Nikita's.

I've referenced it so many times over the past 8 years, but my friend Nikita had something similar happen to her

like Kira where she

thought she was dreaming and she was being chased by this like monster and was caught in her hallway

and dragged down the whole hallway. Right.

Yes. So then her last memories are like falling to the ground, being caught by the back of her like by her feet, and she's being dragged down the hallway, which is like all rug. And she wakes up and she's like, "That was the craziest, scariest nightmare ever." Gets out of bed, rug burns down her body. Yuck. Hate it. Yep.

a heartwarming sleep paralysis story

Okay. Well, um, this is scary, but it is also heartwarming and is for my listener, Michelle. Hey, spooky [ __ ]

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My name is Michelle. You can call me Michelle. You two are the best.

Not spooky [ __ ]

Well, you're spooky [ __ ] Michelle. I've always wanted to submit an encounter episode, but I thought that I never had an encounter until I listened to your paranormal pets. I love this.

And a memory popped up in my mind about the time I was saved by my cat Momo from a sleep paralysis demon. And I have a photo that kind of proves it. Okay, so this is back in 2017. It was my last year of college. I was living in a dorm with some of my friends and I had recently adopted my cat Mo from a shelter a few weeks prior to this event. So, her and Mo her Mo and I were just getting to know each other. We were not supposed to have cats in the room, but I had a doctor's note. Wink wink. No, actually, I did have a doctor's note for an emotional support animal because I was an anxious coraly. So, it was my birthday weekend when this happened. I must have wanted to take a nap for the festivities that night. And I never take naps. I've never been a nap person, but

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for some reason, I decided to take a nap that day. And I've always been a side sleeper. I never sleep in my back or any other position. Always my side. But during this nap, I had woken up in quotes. And I am staring at my tapestry on my wall, but I cannot move. And I remember feeling my body tingling almost like you're so anxious and your body starts vibrating or trembling. That's what it felt like. As the seconds go by, this feeling got more and more intense. And then I started to feel the air shift as if something large was walking over to me. And it was reaching for me. And then I feel like this huge hand with long fingers and long nails grab my arm, which is by my side, and it slowly starts to turn me over. Oh, [ __ ] [sighs] no. Like, it was trying to turn my body. I was so terrified. I with all my might tried to move, to scream, to do anything to get myself out of this situation. And

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I could feel myself getting sweaty, cold sweat from my fear. when all of a sudden I felt Mo, my cat, jump onto the bed. I felt her little baby paws walk around to my side, walk back to my feet, and as soon as I felt her walk on the bed, this thing immediately let go. The darkness disappeared and I felt warm. I still couldn't really move at the time, so I must have fallen back to sleep or I don't know, I was scared and my cat made me feel safe and I was able to fall back to sleep. But at the same time as all of this is happening, my roommate/BFF walks past my room and took a little Snapchat photo, which I've attached the timestamp and all. And for some reason, she decided to caption it protecting her mama. H

she had no idea what had happened to me. I literally was still in the middle of the nap. It was crazy. But this was the last time I ever had sleep paralysis. And still to this day, Mo sleeps with me every night. She is my soulmate, my protector from things I cannot see. And we have been through so much together.

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Not only does she love me and protect me from my sleep demons, but she now protects my husband, and I will always find her napping with him, too. Here are some photos of Mo and the photo of when it happened. You can share the photos of the spooky one and of Momo herself. Literally as I finished writing this, my husband came home from work and just says, "I had this random ass dream that Momo protected me from these weird monsters." Weird. Anyway, love you. See you on the other side, Michelle. That is wild. Look at

Oh my gosh. Is everyone just a Is everyone either just so in sync with what's happening and like picking up on the energy or is Momo just implanting the protective energy into everyone's minds? It's just like so clear, so palpable

these entities.

Oh, for sure. But like the fact that everyone else is thinking that labeling photos like that.

I don't know.

Dang. How lucky are you to have Momo

protecting her mama.

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So sweet. Protecting her mama.

So cute. See, I love that.

Pleasant.

A good one to end on.

Unfortunately, sleep paralysis is experienced by a lot of people.

I think we have thousands of emails. It was hard to pick because there were so many.

There are so many. Honestly, it was one of those things where I literally was just like I'm just going to pick on a random one and every random one I picked was good.

Right. I did the same thing. I just like just randomly

plas like other times I feel like you have to like kind of like really thoroughly like read the subject lines and like try

not Yeah. tag wise not everything is perfect. But

no thousands of you have experienced sleep paralysis

and which we're sorry to

sorry to you but thank you for emailing us and we hope you continue emailing us. So, if you have any encounter, sleep paralysis or not, please email it to us at two girlsodcast@gmail.com. I did just notice I like looking into the camera, I fully blend in with the couch.

Oh my gosh, this head green screen.

I'm a talking head.

You're a talking head. Yeah, you are. Wow.

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Lovely. I'm wearing all brown matching our couch. If you want episodes one week early and ad free, join us over on Patreon. Uh we also have bonus over there, like bonus content. um and wit class and campfire stories and you get a sticker. Lots of fun things.

We love you. Shout out to Jamie Ryan. We also love Jamie.

We love edits and produces our podcast. Thank God for Jamie and also thank God for Emma Venter who does social media and just a lot of odd jobs around here.

All the producing necessities.

Yeah. We love you all and we will see you on the other side.

Very spooky.