I’ve now got RSI near my shoulder blades from reading this thread. Now wondering whether to stock up on dried and tinned goods ready for when we’re housebound due to the Coronavirus. I wonder if it will affect DS’s GCSEs, he is revising like a bugger already so he won’t be best pleased if it’s all for nothing.
Seriously though, I’m a complete non believer and just read these things for entertainment. I humour anyone who tells me they have something odd going on at home because no doubt they do really believe they are seeing/hearing those things And rather than tell themselves that it’s just their medication/brain/eyesight/shadows/draught etc they put it down to being a supernatural entity.
But I did experience one thing that was unexplainable. Years ago sharing a hotel room in Majorca with my sister as late teens, I woke up to hear her going “aaah, there’s something on my bed!” She sounded terrified so it woke me right up, I was on full alert, no longer drowsy. I was saying “what do you mean, something? A lizard or something?” We had had a frog stuck in our room in France once in the middle of the night, woke us up by jumping on a plastic bag containing our dirty clothes!
So I fullly expected that it would be a little creature running round the room (mouse/lizard/frog type of thing)
So at this point, I was thinking “bloody hell, we’re going to have to catch this thing, and then what?” I shouted at her to hurry up and put the light on
But the second before the light actually went on, I felt something on MY bed. It was like something small jumped onto the end of the bed right by my feet over the sheet. It didn’t run over the bed, it was like something “landed” on it, or like someone tapping on the sheet by my foot.
I screamed that it was on my bed now and to “get the bloody light on NOW!”
She finally got the light on and we both prepared ourselves to catch a rodent or something, terrified. There was no sign of anything. We turned that room upside down. The door to the balcony was closed, we had air con so didn’t need it open. The room was effectively “sealed” so nothing big enough to have made the weight we felt had been able to get in. We looked under the beds, behind the bedside table, in our suitcases, behind the curtains, EVERYWHERE. Found nothing.
It was really odd. We weren’t sure it was a mouse as they hardly weigh anything and anyway, I haven’t ever seen a mouse that jump across the gap between 2 single beds (from my sister’s to mine). So we thought it had to have been a heavyish frog. But it had vanished into thin air if it was that.
We didn’t experience anything again the rest of the holiday but we did check every night before we got into bed that there was nothing in there with us. All these years later I assume it was a living thing that we never found, rather than a supernatural being patting the sheets at the bottom of our beds, but it is a mystery to me where this thing had gone.
I had forgotten about it actually, till reading this thread about people posting about sleep paralysis.