Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24113109-20140428051958/@comment-25244773-20140901000003

One night, I awoke from my sleep to feel a hand on my chest. I opened my eyes and saw the vague form of what I thought was my mother.

That's when I remembered that I didn't live at home anymore. And my eyes cleared and I realized that the thing I was seeing... wasn't my mother.

I won't make it long--it had a rotted face, and when I recognized it, it straightened its back, and vanished into the wall.

Sleep paralysis, probably. But damn it, it was creepy.