Your True
Tales
February 2003 –
Page 9
Night
Terrors
by Cheng W.
Since I was a child I had many strange occurrences when going to bed. I could remember I must have been five when I had the very first one. After waking, all of a sudden I couldn't move at the door was a black figure, about six feet tall.
My next one occurred when I turned 11. That day a friend was talking to me about God and the Bible and I had positive thoughts about this. Later that night my lights were out and in a deep voice, almost like a demon I heard a voice: "Jesus is the devil!" I became very scared and cried running to my parents' bedroom. All they said was that "you're crazy!"
For the next year, I had sleep paralysis and in one instance I went to see my parents in bed, but it was different. They won't wake up when I called their name. When I turned 18, it became intensely scary. Every night that year was scary, but one night I fell into these spells and went to use the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and my face was disintegrating. In fear I ran upstairs to my room and somehow I woke in bed. As a science major in college, I tested myself - monitoring myself with tape recorders and roommates' point of view. In fact, now I videotape myself sleeping and I'm scared to find anything.
It was the spring semester of college and we were studying for the finals. My roommate was across from me on his bed. Since I haven't slept well in a while, I dozed off. Suddenly I opened my eyes and I fell into paralysis, even though I feared the event I looked around the room. Everything was logical in the room. The posters and my roommate. When I awoke, I asked him about the situation and if he saw my eyes open. Surprisingly, he said that I was asleep the whole time!
For 10 years after, I felt the demons were gone, but this past year my sleep paralysis was horrifying. It started with a visit to see a pastor who was performing an exorcism on me, explaining the demonic forces around me. Immediately after, I became extremely fatigued, having bouts in unpredictable moments. I started seeing the therapists again, thinking that it was all my perception. But the oppression became worse. Now in my paralysis, I could feel someone punching my face, over and over and I can't move. At times I'm walking through my childhood home and my face is like a negative picture; sometimes it looks like a ghostly image. Sometimes while falling asleep, I cannot breathe and my heart is out of control.
The day before yesterday, I awoke and saw all this strange looking gold needles all around the walls of my room. It freaked me out and now I sleep with all my lights on. The strange thing was that there was a previous roommate in my room who died of a drug overdose two years before. That's when the bouts started again. Even after I moved I still have these bouts. However, I have discovered something in my ancestry. My last name in Taiwanese literally means "witch" or "witchdoctor." I'm trying to discover the significance of this. When I visited Taiwan, my relatives would practice the rituals, sacrificing fruits and vegetables to the gods. I wonder if this is more humane than what the ancestors did before. I feel desperate now, confused and if anyone can give me advice or anything solid I would greatly appreciate it.
Wished I knew what is going on. Demonic forces or perception?
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