Sleep Paralysis Stories Novels & Stories

I’m too tired to be embarrassed about it. “Right. Well, I had an episode. I’m better now.” “Episode?” he says, confused. I can hear the question in his voice. The silence asking for more information without the actual words that would make it all seem too real. “I’m not mentally ill. I’ve-” I stop for a moment. It’s not like I know this guy that well. How can I tell him the only thing that I’ve only actually ever told 3 people in my life? “I- I - just don’t sleep much, it’s kind of like a night terror type deal.” I say, trying my best to be honest and vague at the same time.

PROLOGUE Oops! I Slept in the Wrong Bed Some mistakes can be fixed with a simple apology. Some can be erased by simply forgetting they ever happened. But what if one mistake became the beginning of a story you never expected? Maeve Quinn Ramos is a hardworking, playful, and delightfully absent-minded college student who has just moved into a condominium near her university. Burdened by endless school requirements, sleepless nights, and a schedule that never seems to slow down, all she wants is to find a comfortable bed where she can finally get a good night's sleep.

“It is Ludo.” “But i saw someone peeping at me from the door,” Ludo said. “How many times will we go through this Ludo?” Her mother asked. “Those are just hallucinations that come with sleep paralysis.” Ludo looked away. “We have done countless research on this. I’m your doctor, you know. Now go back to sleep.” “But mom.” “Ludo!” She stared at her. “Do you think I’m cursed?” “No Ludo.” “I hate this sleep paralysis. On top of that i also have....”

She now felt a heavy weight on top of her, crushing her body against the bed. It dawned on her how similar this whole thing felt. Soon, she began hearing the unmistakable voice of Alvis cooing and whispering sweet nothings. Andrea froze and was able to let out a small whine. They assured her that he’ll never see the light of day. They said that he’d never ever be near her. So why was this happening? Andrea opened one of her eyes when it began to feel claustrophobic. She was surprised to see no one. It was hallucinations caused by her sleep paralysis.

Lissa: “ You looked strange! You were walking down the hallway, you cried and then you smiled! Gizella: “ Hahahaha you were delirious! Lissa: “ No! I followed, I called you and you didn't answer me! Gizella said nothing. Lissa: “ Gizella, did something happen yesterday? Gizella was thoughtful. Lissa: “ What happened? Gizella: “ I don't know! Lissa: “ You looked sad! Don't you remember what happened?! Gizella shook her head negatively. Lissa: “ Gizella, are you a sleepwalker? Gizella: “ No! Lissa: “ It felt like you were dreaming. Gizella: “ Well, I dreamed but… Lissa: “ What did you dream about? Gizella: “ With Graciano. Lissa: “ It was a nightmare! Gizella: “ But the end of the dream was pl

I quickly got to work, replacing everything and fixing it just like we’d been drilled. By the time I fixed the last crease, my legs gave up, sending me right onto the bed. I wanted to scream but was too exhausted to get anything out. I simply gave in and lay there. In my subconscious, I could make out sounds at the entrance of the door. I tried to get up, but sleep paralysis wouldn’t let me. I’d exerted myself for too long. If it were Mr. Scott walking through that door, then I was completely done for.

Melanie sat on the couch, her head resting against the backrest, eyes closed. She had been feeling weak all day,and now, an unbearable fatigue crept through her limbs like a slow poison. Melanie had always been a heavy sleeper, but that morning she couldn't sleep past dawn. Her body ached, her head pounded, and the events of the previous nights haunted her. Every time she closed her eyes, She felt Richard's touch,his voice whispering in her ear like a threatening echo. She had been with many men before, but this particular one was different. This time, something was really wrong.

I see nothing. I feel nothing. I can move nothing. But I can hear everything. "You have to wake up, Mari," the voice pleads. It was...eerie and familiar, but I can't seem to remember who. The darkness was everywhere. And I was in a never-ending fall towards it. The first thing that crossed my mind was sleep paralysis. I was having an episode of sleep paralysis but this one I can't fight. I remain still, unmoving, dead. With all the energy that's left of me, I tried to reach and follow the voice. But it was no use. Instead, I let the darkness eat me up.

God from when he got this stamina? I need to get up and do my morning business.. I get up with so much difficulty.. I entered the washroom and saw myself in the mirror.. Is this the girl who is watching me through the mirror is me? I can't recognise myself anymore.. My whole body is covered with hickeys.. My eyes are looking like I didn't get any sleep.. Well practically it's the truth I didn't sleep much.. It's not like I was a sleeping person. I was an insomniac but after writing my Stories I get some relief.. And can sleep well..

She was scared beyond any imagination, since something like that had never happened to her before. ''You know, after i left you guys in the room, i went back to mine but i just couldn't sleep.'' she said. Remus found this odd because Sylvia never battled with any form of sleep paralysis he knew about. ''Why? That's odd. Even i know that you don't take too long before you fall asleep.'' Brett said. He took a sip of his juice, waiting for her to give her reasons why she couldn't fall asleep. ''Well… that night was different. I just couldn't sleep, I really don't know why. It just seemed like someone or something was holding me down, preventing me from sleeping.'' she sighed.