People, this is not a bogus story. This shit is for real. I'm not sure whether to deduce it as a supernatural phenomenon or a fiction of my imagination, but what happened was definitely an actual incident, and a real scary one at that.
It was in the early hours of Monday morning (22nd August 2011). I was getting ready to retire to bed as I have my final exam paper for the semester that very morning at 0930hours. It was at 0100hours when I stopped my Whatsapp and Facebook chats, and lay my phone at rest for the night, and for myself to get some sleep as well.
Usually, I would stare at the ceiling before eventually closing my eyes and falling asleep. And so that was what I did. I stared at the ceiling, watching the fan spinning round and round and round.. Until about 0105hours I fell asleep. At least, that's what I thought.
In this dream-like state of mind, I was stuck between a realm of consciousness and unconsciousness. My eyes were open, I was still staring at the fan, still spinning. My vision was clear, but it was rather delayed. I could see, but the sound and the aura of it all, was just off. As though it wasn't synchronized. Was I dreaming? Did I fall asleep already? But I'm still awake, I could see and feel things, but just at a very odd pace. I could picture it as a state of limbo. I wasn't here or there, but somewhat in the middle of things. In a world long forgotten. I was in a fictitious place I've never dreamt of visiting.
Realizing my state of limbo, I tried moving around, just to sense things. I could touch things, though the senses were off, but I couldn't really control my body. I tried getting out of bed, but I couldn't. I had to struggle to move about, even just for an inch or two. I reached for my phone at the side of my bed. I could touch it, but again it felt somewhat weird. Not long after, my palm started losing its grip. The phone just slid off and fell on the comforter. I couldn't hold it for long, it just kept slipping of my grip. My senses was off, my vision wasn't synchronized with its surroundings, I couldn't move about nor hold things for long. What is this I'm feeling? At one point, it felt so supernatural, I thought my soul left my body.
Thankfully, my struggle between consciousness and unconsciousness was temporary. It lasted for about 15 minutes or so. I 'woke up' and immediately the feeling and atmosphere of things was different. I could see things properly, touch things and move about! I had a short surge of glee moment compared to that creepy state of limbo. I reached for my phone at looked at the time; 0120. I got out of bed (yes, I can!) and lingered around the room, in the dark. Yes, that's a bit of an odd behaviour, but hey, compared to what I experienced for that past 15 minutes, this is nothing! I went to my working desk and switched off my laptop which was on stand-by. I proceeded to my bed, contemplating whether to sleep or not.
I was lying upside down, with my head at the usual feet position and vice versa. I didn't want to go back to limbo, but I need sleep! I've got a paper tomorrow, and zombie Angelyn is not cool Angelyn. Hmm.. So I texted the boy, and then he called and we yacked away on the phone. He said there's a scientific explanation behind all these phenomenon deemed supernatural and whatnot. I can actually google this shit. I was still in disbelief, but maybe that could be true. After a long conversation, and an awesome one at that, I fell asleep, and a normal slumber. Nothing unusual, nothing freaky. Thankfully.
1 comments:
Very interesting indeed. i am really curious what happened and how it did :)
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