Conference hydra::dejavu

	My, Yes....

	When I was in my teens.  I live in a big colonal home.

	And one night, I cold actually feel someone walking up the wide
	stairs, turning the corner, then walking over to my bed and
	just standing there and looking down.

I've had the same experience several times.  It's happened a few times at my
parents house over the years.  Each time I was sleeping in the room I had
as a kid.  I would wake up, or at least it would seem like I had woken up,
but I wouldn't be able to move, and I would have this strong feeling that
someone was out in the hall watching me.  I can see into the hall, but
it's dark, and I can't tell if anything/anyone is there or not.

My rational mind would tell me that nothing could be there, there was noone
in the house except me and my parents, and they were alseep.  But that wasn't
enough to remove the terrifying feeling that there was something in the
hallway 20 feet away watching me!  

I wouldn't be able to move anything except my eyes (I think), but after a few
attempts to sit up or jerk myself awake it would work and the feeling
that something was out there would go away.  

The things that really make me curious about this is the INTENSE feeling that
something is there, almost as if I KNEW there was!  Also, the level of light
in the room after I managed to wake up was EXACTLY the same as it was in
the "dream".  ...like my eyes had been open during the experience!

This happened one other time at an Aunt and Uncles.  It was the first time
I'd been there since their dog died.  It was kind of an ugly little poodle
that I never really liked.  Anyway, I stayed over and was sleeping on a couch,
and sometime in the early morning hours, I wake up (or so I thought) to this
growling noise.  Again, I couldn't move at all, had this frightening feeling,
and this time I was hearing a constant "Grrrrrrr" that sounded like it
was coming from a few feet away.  I couldn't look in the direction of the sound,
and after a few attempts to "wake up", I did.

Again... the ambient light in the room was EXACTLY the same as it had been
during the experience.

I think this phenomenon is called "Sleep Paralysis".  And it's what the
UFO debunkers claim is happening to people who say they have been abducted.
From my experience with it, it's NOTHING like the stories I've heard from
abductees.  And judging from the previous replies in this note, it doesn't
sound like anyone who has experienced this has actually *seen* anything
unusual during the experience.

BTW, I kind of like the heart-pounding feeling you get after it's over and
you realize you're safe.  Kind of like a real good horror movie back when
they actually scared ya!

Ken

    Hi
    
    Echoed in me also. And it was in my parent's house over Christmas
    visit, in the room I was a child in. I was having a dream that I was
    stuck, couldn't move my head, as someone scary was watching me from 
    next to the bed. Then I thought I woke up, and at that time, couldn't 
    move to turn head to look. So levels of dreams.
    
    I can remember my heart was pounding too...

    I had this same experience of being awake but unable to move about six
    months ago.  It was during a real low period in my life where I had
    been feeling quite depressed after the end of a long relationship.  I
    was awake but unable to move my body at all.  I was not alone though. 
    My mother (who died 20 years ago) was sitting on the bed on my left.  I
    could "see" her even though I was staring straight ahead.  In my case,
    I had a feeling of great calm that she was there and I felt she was
    reaching out and trying to let me know it would be ok.  She was like
    that when she was alive, very concerned and supportive.  
    
    I think the paralysis comes when the person is trying to materialize
    but who really knows these things?
    

  >  I think the paralysis comes when the person is trying to materialize
  >  but who really knows these things?
    
    What person?  The one you think is watching you?
    
    Ken
    
    

    I wish Topher and Steve Kallis, Jr., were still around.  They'd have an
    explanation!  This is scary stuff.

    Topher and Steve Live. See NOTE 107 for more on this kind of
    experience.
    
    Bright Blessings,
    
    PJ

    ooohh!! - its all exciting stuff!
    
    
    Deb

    I'm sure that there are other NOTES that discuss this issue. 107 was
    the first I came across doing a DIRECTORY search. Haven't done DIR/TIT
    search yat and may not. Others can if they wish. Get's you all started
    in the research and isn't it more fun to find this stuff out by
    yourself without someone pointing out everything for you? :-) No
    offense meant by that last one, just that learning is better and more
    enjoyable when you dig for knowledge after a clue has been given. 
    
    You oughta see me in bookstores offering little suggestions in the "New
    Age" sections. Especially at Barnes & Noble. :-)
    
    Bright Blessings,
    
    PJ

    Hi, PJ, and thanks.  I knew I'd read about this phenomenon in here a
    long time ago.  What does your personal name mean?
    
    

    Hello to all,
    
    Let me take a moment to share what I know about this abnomialy.
    
    Apparently, as our body and minds approach the deep sleep stages a
    drug is produced within us. I have forgoten it's name. Some time ago
    I had done some reading about military night operations and how and
    why certain times of night were better than others for attack, to take
    the enemy at thier time of disadvantage.
    
    What was explained is that this drug disables or greatly impedes body
    movement and is exactly the same deep sleep condition of tree dwelling
    primates. Evidently tossing around a lot while sleeping in trees is
    a bit of a liability so Mother/Farther evolution has provided us with
    a natural drug condition to limit our movement or sudden response
    reflexs.
    
    Leave it up to the military to research this but it is the time zone
    of 1:30 to 3:30 AM that this syndrom appears in most of us for about
    the same duration.
    
    It's the reasone why Police also choose that time zone for no nock
    raids. 
    
    I have been a silent reader for years and this is my first note here 
    and yes I have experienced this abnomialy many times and can say it was
    only with great effort that I have been able to overcome the numb
    paralysis and physicaly respond. Sleep is a wondefull thing, it really
    hates to be interupted....no matter what the reason.....:^)
    
    Gerry

    I've experienced it too, but in 2 different ways...
    
    First is the 'sleep paralysis' sort, in which I was awakened
    by something and then fought very hard to use the voluntary
    muscles -- and couldn't, for a few moments that seemed like
    hours.
    
    Second is the 'I lived for 11 years with a ghost' sort, which
    feels different from the 'sleep paralysis' sort. When 'my'
    ghost was close to me, I could feel it. For me, it was a
    weighty feeling on my chest --not that the 'weight' hampered
    my breathing. I felt slow, the way you think you might feel if
    your blood suddenly turned to the consistency of honey. Again,
    there was no physical pain, just a weird sensation. On the one
    or two occasions when my ghost purposely woke me up, I did not
    have the 'sleep paralysis,' but I was indeed annoyed!!
    regards, lynn

    .14 Welcome, Gerry!  Glad you left your Read-Only Status!

    Welcome to Gerry and Lynn. Hi Stella. About my personal name? Well, I
    could tell you, but then you'd go quite mad, as I have done. :-)
    
    No, a friend and I were at grocery stores, where we act insane anyway,
    and we were getting boxes so she could pack some stuff away. I was
    carrying them out of the store and couldn't see in front of me easily.
    Someone bumped into me trying to rush past and gave me a dirty look. I
    just stared him down and said in a loud voice, so all could hear; "Be
    very, very careful. We have boxes." Quite stern in my delivery too. :-)
    
    So basically I just act nuts in grocery stores. Making fun and puns of
    products and their names. We play bouncy ball when we get to the toy
    section and just make silly pests of ourselves at the store. :-)
    
    Bright Blessings,
    
    PJ

I too have experinced this...

I was about 18/19, it was somwwhere around
1975/1976, I was sdill living at home, going
to school..

woke up from a sound sleep, arond 11:00 pm. and just had 
that you get when your sure someone is watching you,
then you turn around, and catch someones eyes on you..

We've all had that happen, but I'd never ever had that feeling 
quite  so strongly before, and as I started to feel anxiety 
overtaking  me, I realize, like you, I couldn't move if I 
wanted,  suddenly, started to smell my Grandmothers apartment,
(you know what I'm talking about, that certain odor that
old folks houses get, not a bad smell, just a smell that
is unlike any other, and you always recognize it the second
you walk through their door..

And it wasn't just I was smelling it,, it was like it was 
everywhere, and I was just kind of wrapped up in it,..  it was
really a wierd sensation..

anyway, as soon as that smell registered, my feelings
of anxiety turned into calm, and time sort of froze for
about a minute, then just like that the feeling of
not being alone, and the smell, just went away..
I'm sure I was wide awake through this whole thing.

I still wonder if it's possible my grandmother just
dropped by for a visit.  It's never happened again,
but I've never forgotten that feeling of the hair
on my arms, and the back of my neck standing up...

    That's really quite possible that she was paying you a visit.  In my
    note .7, I mentioned that my mother was sitting on my left on the bed
    and believe me, that was no dream.  She was there with a sweet smile on
    her face and a wonderful feeling of calm and happiness came over me for
    the first time in a couple of weeks.  I enjoyed her visit.
    
    Pat

Well, all I can remember in my experience, was at first
I was close to panic, then when the smell registered,
I just wasn't scared anymore.

It never happened to me again, and only lasted some
15/30 seconds at the most, but I never forgot it.


Anyways, the reason I am replying again, this story brought the
memory back, and a few nights and I was over my wifes brothers
house, and we got to talking about this stuff after a few
brewskis and I told Dan about my experience.  Danny then
tells me this story, I'm about to write. He also asked me
not to tell anyone, cuz he thinks people would think he was
crazy, or full of bull,, but I don't think that would happen here..

anyway here goes..

one of my wifes 4 brothers, Jim, was stricken ill with cancer a few
years ago..  Jim died on December 6th of this year, at 34 years
old.  We all knew by thanksgiving week, that Jim wasn't long
for this place..  He was admitted into the hospital
the Tuesday before thanksgiving, but by that Saturday he had
decided that he wanted to die at home..  The family kept
in close contact, and we knew that by the following Thursday
morning, Jimmy had bottomed out, and wasn't going to make the
weekend.

We all tried to be there for those final hours, on that Thursday
but some of us just couldn't stay in his home, and watch him die.
Danny couldn't, neither could I.  so we said good by to Jim,
and left for home around 5:00 / 5:30 p.m.  My wife stayed, as did
her other brother George, with Jim's wife Jodi, and Jims two
kids, Jason, and Jessica.  Jim hung on all night, and finally
passed away around quarter to 6 the next morning..

Danny tells me in this conversation a few days ago,
that he was in and out of sleep all that night and into that Friday
morning.  He said that around 5:35, he had glanced at the clock
was basically just dozing, (almost asleep, but not really)  he
said that just after looking at the clock, thinking this night
will never end..  he felt something press on his arm, and sort of
woke up all the way, looked at his arm, but saw nothing. It
lasted for about 10 seconds, and then went away.

My phone rang just after 5:45 (I was up, couldn't sleep), it was
George, (Jim's older brother) calling me to tell me Jim was gone,
of course as soon as the phone rang I knew what was up, that
was pretty obvious, but as soon as I hung up Dan called and just
said "He's gone isn't he ?"  I asked him if George had called, he
said "no, I just knew".  I asked him how, he said, "I don't know, I
just did.."  Now I know George didn't call Dan yet, cuz I asked
who else he had called, and if he wanted me to start making some
calls too, he said that he hadn't called anyone else yet...

So a few nights ago, Dan asked me if I remembered his phone
call to me that friday morning, I said I did, and he says,
"well, I'll tell you how I knew".. out comes this story..
Man, it really blew me away.

I've heard about stuff like this all the time, but it has
a different impact when it gets closer to home.

/ray

    Ray, thanks for sharing that story, and it's safe with us.  :-)

    I'll tell you my story of something that happened to me that I'll never
    forget as long as I live. Mine came to me in the form of a dream.
    
    I was at the local spa...I had just gotten into the water and something
    was wrong. The water was draining out. At the bottom thier was a drain
    or something. I caught my foot in it and I was going under the water. I
    couldn't get out. I was drowning and I had caught my foot.
    
    I woke up feeling as if I was really drowning. I sat straight up in bed
    and literally gasped for air. I was really shaken. It seemed so real.
    
    Later that morning I found out that my cousin had drowned that morning.
    I had felt him die. He had gone bear hunting. He shot the bear. The
    bear was across the river. My cousin and his brother in law grabbed a
    canoe and started across. The water was higher than normal and the
    currents must've been strong. Anyway halfway across the canoe turned
    over and they had to swim for it. My cousin didn't make it across. I
    know to this day that he caught his foot. They couldn't find his body.
    We had his furneral without the body. They did eventually find it. It
    had washed out way far down the river. My cousin was only 24 years old.
    A handsome mountain man type. 
    
    It took me a long time to get over his death.
    
    Another one of my cousins told me she had a visit from him. He came to
    her bedside and told her he wanted her to give his mother a message. He
    told her where to go to read the message. He let her know in no
    uncertain terms that if she didn't give his mother the message that he
    would be back. The message was the passage in the bible that tells that
    he is going to prepare a place for her. I forget the exact wording...
    
    strange ....
    

    what a hair-raising story!  thanks for entering it.

    
    Re .22,  very strange,  I just had a dream about two weeks ago
    about drowning.  After some other activities earlier in the dream, I
    was standing in a river which also was running very high and swift, as
    in a flood stage.  I was standing, with my left arm holding on to an
    overhanging branch, my right arm free, waiting for a person to come
    towards me who had been caught in the water upstream (a person who I
    know in real life by the way).  Next thing I know, I am under water and
    can not get up to the surface, water tumbling all around, brown and
    green and murky.  I very clearly remember being calm, no struggle at
    all. I am looking all around, the water, the bubbles, the muck and dirt
    swooshing all around. And I can hear it all as well.  Then, very
    calmly, I accept the fact that I can not get out and I let out my
    breath and inhale the water and that is it.  I can feel myself
    filling up with the water and the whole time everything is so calm and
    peaceful.
    
    The next day I told my fiancee about it, I tried explaining that I
    really felt like I knew what it was like, it seemed that real.
    
    	helge.

re:22

yea, a definitive hair raising story...

So sorry to hear this happened to such a young and
healthy person...

Sadly../ray

    Hi all, about 4 years ago my then wifes uncles son died in his sleep at
    about 6/7 months old of cot death syndrome.
    2 days later my daughter who was 3 at the time came into the living
    room in the morning and said baby david was allright now he was up in
    the sky.
    
    
    
    WE HAD'NT TOLD HER HE'D GONE YET.
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
    Tommy.
    

    That reminds me of a story that my mother used to tell me. 
    
    One morning I was in the living room talking...she was getting the
    other kids ready for school and was only half paying attention to me. I
    came into the kitchen and she asked me who I was talking to. I told her
    I was talking to 'grandma'. Grandma was dead at the time. I told my
    mother that grandma said she'd be back in January. Well that January our 
    family had a death. 

    
    I'm also a read-only noter but thought you might enjoy this story.
    
    I was in Ireland in 1994 with my parents on vacation.  We started our
    vacation in Limerick and stayed in Bed and Breakfasts while travelling
    to Dublin by car.  We stopped in Waterford to visit the Waterford
    Crystal building and ended up staying at a bed and breakfast there.
    When we pulled up to the house, I got a strange feeling that the house
    (which was very old) may be haunted.  (I can have quite an imagination ;-))
    I didn't feel this at any of the other B&B's at all.  The woman who owns 
    this particular B&B was such a lovely, friendly person.  Her house and 
    landscaping was quite beautiful.  
    
    It was getting late and we had a long drive to Dublin the next day
    so my parents and I said 'goodnite' and went to our bedrooms.
    
    I was pleased to find my bed to be very comfortable and quickly
    dozed off.  Sometime during the middle of the nite, I felt a 
    'presence' in the room and I opened my eyes and there was a 
    skeleton (it seemed that it hadn't fully decomposed but was close
    to it) in a 'straddle' position (I was laying on my back) right
    on top of me.  It was like it was waiting for me to wake up.
    Like the previous noters, I could not move.  My eyes widened and
    it knew I was afraid (it seemed that's what it wanted) and it's
    head arched back and it proceeded to laugh (It was laughing but
    I could hear not sound).  I knew that my parents were down the
    hallway and I also knew that there was another traveller in the
    bedroom next to mine and my first impulse was to scream my head off
    but I was afraid I may be just dreaming and would scare everyone
    in the house.  It stopped laughing and kept staring at me with
    an evil smile.  I started to yell for my mother and my mouth was
    open and I could hear myself saying 'mom' but it only came out in
    a whisper.  I immediately pulled the sheet over my head and now I
    was getting more angry than scared because it wouldn't go away.  
    I pulled the sheet down and it was gone.  Needless to say, I couldn't 
    sleep the rest of the nite.
    
    I didn't tell my parents what had happened and after calming myself
    down, I made myself believe that it was just a bad dream caused by
    me thinking that the house was haunted.  Sometime that next day, I
    forgot all about it.
    
    Back at home a few months later, I was watching a documentary on
    either the Learning Channel or the Discovery Channel.  They interviewd
    4 people (they were around my age), male and female from Ireland that
    had the same experience that I had (I had forgotten about the 'dream'
    that I had).  They explained to the journalist that they were sleeping
    and woke up to find a (they used a specific word but I can't remember
    what it was) 'thing' laying on top of them laughing and mocking them.
    When I was watching this, listening to what they were saying and it
    was the same thing that happened to me (in the same country), I could
    feel the blood drain from my face and the hairs on my arms standing
    on end.  They had more to say about their experiences (it was also
    noted that this has happend in Wales as well) but I was in such shock
    I blocked out what they were saying.  Apparently, this has happend
    to many people in the UK area.  I wish I had taped the show and I'm
    hoping that it comes on again so I can watch it from beginning to end
    this time.  I knew that it wasn't my imagination after all!
    I still don't talk about it to my friends or family because it does
    sound like a silly, unbelievable story but I know it's true.
    
    -Chris  
    

    Chris, that is a hair-raising story!!!  Thanks for getting it off your
    chest in here.  That skeleton sounds like a real perv.
    
    I'm just thinking what I would do if that happened to me.  I'm thinking
    I would try to punch the thing, but I'm also thinking that my fists
    would just thrash around in the air (if I could move them at all in
    that state) touching nothing tangible.  This scenario I'm creating is
    based on horror movies that I've seen.  Eeeeew. I can just picture his
    awful grin.
    
      *Susan*

    Ive heard similar things to that - being in the Uk - but it still
    scares the cr"p out of me!!!!
    
    
    Deb

    This happened to me in 1980.    I was living in Houston, Texas.  I
    worked for T.I. on the third shift.   Third shift was not a good shift
    for me.   I was unable to sleep during the day.  So, if I was fortunate
    I would get about 15 hours of sleep during the week.  My shift started
    on Sunday night.  On this particular Sunday, I had tried to go to sleep
    around 3-4 oclock in the afternoon, so that I would be somewhat rested
    when I had to get up around 10 oclock to get ready for work.  
    
    I did eventually fall asleep, but around 6:30 - 7:00, something woke me
    up.  When I woke up, I could not move, at all.   Above my bed was a
    dark shadow. This shadow seemed to press down on me.  It was almost
    like I was being suffocated.  This feeling seemed like it lasted
    forever, but maybe it was only a few minutes.  Gradually, the shadow
    lifted or faded, and I was finally able to start moving.   It still
    took quite a while for me to get full movement back into my body.   
    
    This was an extremely scary experience.  I told a good friend about this
    and she told me that she though I had an OOB experience and my body
    woke up before I was back.   I've never had anything like this happen
    to me before or since this experience.  Even though I've never had this
    experience again, I can still recall how it felt.