Sleep Paralysis- Martina

               It was 3 in the morning when I woke up from my deep slumber, and I stayed there looking at the door.  My nightlight was turned off, and the only thing I can see was the dark outlines of the inanimate objects in my room.  In the corner, was my study table, I tried to look at it but my eyes went back looking at the door.  I tried to move my arms, but they stayed in place, then I tried to move my legs, my arms again, then my eyes again, but still they stayed in place.  In the corner of the room there was a shadow, but I tried to wave it off convincing myself that it was just dark and an illusion, but it moved.  I could feel my heartbeat quicken as it got closer, and it reached out to me as if it was trying to get a hold of my neck.  The moonlight gave me a better view of it, but it was almost as if it did not have a face, just a cloak.  When it was a foot away from my bed, as it was about to grabbed my neck it grazed it instead.  Then it started to chant in language I was not familiar with.  He got closer and leaned down, and the headless creature came near to my face.  This thing had eyes as red as blood, but it was almost as if it was glowing, again he started to speak in this language that I could not comprehend.  He leaned down even more so that he would be in close proximity with my ear, then he whispered “Wake up…” and I did.  That morning though, when I went downstairs my family was dead.  There was blood on the floor, walls, carpet, and furniture.  On the other wall, where our grotto was, was the only one clean.  I need to wake up.  This must be a dream.  Surely it is a dream.  Why am I not waking up? I NEED TO WAKE UP.  WAKE UP!