I lay eyes wide open. I could see the fan moving, I could see the night light hanging. The tube light was on, as ever and I could see all the details of the room we are sleeping in since last month. But the thing is I could not shout, I could not move. I felt that I was rising above, nearing the ceiling of the room but then I tried to adjust my vision and found that I was down on my bed and not above. I tried to shout so that someone (in my mind I wished my hubby) could come to help but the no one came. I tried to see if I was really awake and not dreaming. So I felt for my daughter’s hand which she placed around my neck, while sleeping it was there, I couldn’t turn my neck around but my eyes could move so I looked at my son who was sleeping sideways facing the cupboards. Then I could see my own hands crossed at wrists and placed over my forehead.
Again I concentrated on the fan and the night light it was all normal. I was awake. I looked around the room for conforming that I was not sleeping because just before that two times I had the same experience repeated but that was in my dream as there was darkness in the room and the only light coming was from the street light, through partly uncovered window. So, this time I was sure that I was wise awake. I wriggled my toes to break the spell and cew moments later I was ok. I turned sideways, towards my kids and felt that my daughter’s hand was now really tightening round my neck but I did not bother to remove it. I looked once at my sleeping son and closed my eyes just then my mobile rang and my husband who came late from a party, asked me to unlock the main door so he could come in.
I was feeling a bit clumsy, my head dizzy yet went downstairs, unlocked the door came back and slept.This was the least fearing episode of sleep paralysis in my life