When my nine year old was four, he would sometimes high tail it out of his bedroom super fast, practically flying down the hall, his bare cave-baby feet slapping the floor in such a rapid pitter-patter that whatever it was we were doing at the time we stopped to turn and look at him. He’d jump into our arms and look…

Imposters!!! The worst! My son, now 16, used to cry when he was about twelve or so, about a recurring dream he had where his little brother looked like his little brother but wasn’t and only he knew this but we didn’t and he would wake up crying wondering what happened to his real brother.

Is it just me or does she look like a brunette Mena Suvari...?

Yeah, eventually, after much insistence (what he would call nagging) on my part. To him it was just a dark presence in the room, he called it a dark shadow. He didn’t think of it as female, though I saw it as a creepy as fuck lady with long, dark disheveled hair, very pale, wearing some kind of satiny, floor length,…

Japanese horror movie? How do you mean?

oh my god how freaky! the OP also mentioned something about a metal sound, didn't he? In any case sleep paralysis sucks and I'm glad that the instances that it's happened to me since that one very frightening time have been mild and not frightening, just frustration because of the inability to break out of it at will.

Sooooooo.... a thousand years ago we purchased a small 2 bedroom house. It was our first house. We were so proud, going about dolling it up as best we could afford. The layout of the house was pretty basic... tiny living room leads into tiny dining room leads into miniscule kitchen. From the living room there was a…

Hey. Hey! Ok, yeah. Still...

Poor JJ. LOVE him, but I can see his spirit dying right before my eyes.

Yes, let's.

LOVE this!

OMG, this! Shortly after we got married my husband and I had a HUGE fight because he wanted to go out drinking with his friends and brothers and I wanted us to do something. But he left and I cried myself to sleep only to wake up to him pulling the covers off me. He was fully dressed and his skin was ice cold (it WAS…

I'm like... sooooo scared right now.

Thank you. I needed this after reading that other story.

You're bad!

Same.

Scotland's its own brand of scary, though.

OMG! Kind of like sleep paralysis, except you’ve been dreaming of the little fucker for awhile.

Your experience is CHILLING. I’m glad you seem to be in a better place now. We experienced strange things around the time my first son was born. We attributed them to all kinds of nonsensical things, anything was less strange than admitting it could be supernatural. We moved and moved again. And then again. So far we…