WTF
here it is since i can't post a story
"So I just moved from California to new mexico to my dad's a year ago, and when i first moved in everything was fine. I got a new bedroom to myself, and peace for once. It started off with the dreaming.. I stopped remembering my dreams for a few months prior to me moving, and when i moved to new mexico i started having very vivid intense nightmares. One night, after tossing and turning for hours i finally fell asleep, and everything seemed alright. I woke up at 3:15 am (like always for some reason), and as I'm waking up i realized i couldn't get up to move. like literally FROZEN in place. And i started to feel this enormous amount of pressure on my chest, as i became aware of my surroundings i realized i was dead paralyzed, the only thing i can move is my head, from side to side, and i couldn't speak, as much as i tried to let out a help or anything of the sort, my mouth just wouldn't move, and the pressure kept getting heavier and heavier, and i started to notice I'm literally caving in, in the middle of my bed. i can feel this huge massive thing on top of my body, pressing down on my chest ready to pop me like a balloon. and I'm trying and trying to move but i can't. It felt like I was being held down by a huge massive 1000 ton ball. I started to tell myself," your dreaming, your dreaming, it's just a dream, wake up", but sadly, i wasn't in a dream, I was being pushed down on my chest to the point where my breathing was slowing down and i could feel my chest caving in on itself, and right when i stopped moving my head back and forth from struggling to get up, the pressure released , and i saw this huge black cloud literally come out from my chest and go right to the window where the moonlight was shining through, and just vanished. I remember laying there for a minute trying to explain to myself what i just experienced.. I immediately got up after that, and slept in the living room on the couch for the next few months. The weird thing is, after a few weeks my dad finally asked me why i was sleeping on the couch, and when i told him what happened, his face just went blank, and he asked me if i was bullshitting him, and of course i wasn't, and i told him no it's the dead honest truth, Then he took a few minutes of silence to himself and finally said . " I never mentioned this or even wanted to think about it, but a few years ago i was sleeping in that exact room your in now, and the same thing happened to me, I woke up to something holding me down by my chest, and when i realized what was going on, i yelled, get the fuck off of me, and it left." ... but see, my dad is the type of person who can control most things around him, he's always had that temper of a black heart, if you catch my drift. So nothing really scares him, but it took him forever to get it out,.. anyways, can someone please inform me what this thing was? why did it go after me?
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