King's Head

Let me scream…

I don’t usually share dreams and nightmares on my blog, but I just want to tell this frightening experience that I had. I never really thought that I will be in a sleep paralysis situation. Anyway, here it is…

Earlier this morning, after driving my sisters to school, I went back home. I went straight to my room, shut the door, and went back to bed. I was still really tired and very sleepy.

While I was asleep, I had a very horrifying nightmare. I couldn’t remember the earlier parts of it though. What I could recall was I was walking on a street, I think I was in Tanay. While walking, I received a message from Yna, my girlfriend. She sent me this message, “May sira phone ko.”

I called her and told her, “Malapit lang ako sa inyo.”

The next scene was that I was inside her room, although this was a very different bedroom than what she has in real life. It was very dark. It was as if I was in Silent Hill. She was on her bed and her bed was at the corner of the room. There was also a table beside her bed. There were a lot of random stuff all over her room, on her bed, and on the floor.

When I entered the room, she was talking to her brother on the phone. The phone was on loudspeaker and was on the top of the table. I couldn’t understand what her brother was saying so I asked her, “Ano sabi ni Kuya?” But she didn’t give me an answer, she ignored me.

I stood up and turned around from her. I guess I was about to leave the room. Then she spoke to me. I couldn’t remember the exact words but it was something like this, “Wag kang maingay. Naiingayan sila.” And this is where things got really weird and creepy.

I turned around again to face her. I saw a rag doll sitting beside her. I think it was a clown doll, very similar to my childhood clown doll, Gracia. But the doll’s eyes were very bright like two small flashlight. It didn’t speak but I did notice that it was moving.

Suddenly, I realized that I was already on the bed with her. I was laying on the bed. My head is either on a pillow or on her lap, facing away from her. Then all of a sudden a head rolled in front of me. This was the head of Jesus Christ, wearing the crown of thorns. At first, I thought this was just a mannequin head, but I noticed the he was breathing. He was facing me but his eyes were looking up, breathing heavily, like he was trying to catch his breath or about losing it. It felt really intense. It seemed pretty real. The severed head of Jesus Christ. I was so afraid that, I guess, I forced myself to wake up.

I woke up, but I could only open my left eye. I could only see what my left eye could reach. I felt really heavy. I couldn’t move. I tried to stand up but I failed. It did feel like I was standing up, that I was leaving my bed, but it was still very heavy, and I know my body wasn’t cooperating. It felt like the more I try to leave, the more my soul will be separated from my body. It felt like my soul will be free from my body. The only thing I could move was my left eye. I also tried to scream. No sound was released. I was screaming… very hard. I know I did. But I heard nothing. I guess I was only screaming on the inside.

This was really scaring me. I tried to look around, remembering those things I read about sleep paralysis and out of body experience, and the movie Insidious. It was terrifying. I tried to see if I would be able to see a shadowy figure, a silhouette, staring at me. Ready to jump at me at any moment. My head was messing with me real bad. My imagination wasn't helping me out on calming my mind. Thankfully, nothing was there. No one was there. I realized that the door was locked and they wouldn’t be able to come in and help me right away. Still I tried to scream again. I tried to scream for help, but still no sound. No movement.

Everything happened so fast. I’m pretty sure this only lasted for about twenty seconds, but it felt longer.

Then next thing that happened was I forced my body. I really forced it that time. I stood. I jumped to the door and opened it. I left it wide open.

Suddenly, I wasn’t that afraid anymore. I did gain the courage to go back to sleep. I was still very tired and feeling very heavy. I tried to just ignore what happened and went back to sleep, tried to distract my head from that vivid nightmare, but I know that my twenty seconds sleep paralysis experience did really happen…