About 10 years ago, an aunt from out of town came to visit us. She was invited by my mom to sleep over and so I had to give up my bed. My sister and I shared a room. That night, I slept w/ my sister on her full and my aunt slept on my twin bed. In the middle of the night, the two of us were awakened by my aunt. She asked us who’s bed it was and pointed over at my bed. We drowsily answered her, saying that it was mine. She then asked us if she could sleep with us, in my sister’s bed because someone was trying to get on her. She stated that she fought with it and was successful in shoving it out the door. FREAKY! The next day, we told my mom about the incident and she didn’t say much. Shrugged it off and said that it might’ve been my spirit trying to get back into my body….?
Anyhow, I didn’t sleep on my bed for months!
Another incident:
I’ve never had sleep paralysis or experienced being sat on before until after I married my husband. When we got married, I had to resign from my job because it was going to be a 30-40 min commute and we didn’t want to deal with the travel. I was still seeking for a job and my husband worked early in the morning so he would get up, get ready, kiss me goodbye and then leave me to continue my sleep. I’m afraid of the dark, and all things that goes bump in the night… so I sleep by the wall. One morning after my husband kissed be goodbye, I moved ½ of myself over to sleep on my his side of the bed. I’m not sure how much time lapsed… I still felt myself in a state of sleep and consciousness… and then I felt something—a presence slide on the bed and lay by my side… then I felt the breathing of someone’s breathe on me. In my mind I thought, “it’s my husband”… because the presence I felt… was his… the breathing, in my ears sound like him. Right after that thought, I remembered that my husband had already kissed me goodbye—he had already left and then I felt my body go numb as if someone was on top of me. Fear ran through my veins; I tried to open my eyes and get up but I couldn’t. Oddly… my eyes were flickering in and out of vision. It was as if I couldn’t open them but I remember seeing the ceiling and the light fixture. The light was on. I tried to scream and move but I couldn’t. After what seemed like minutes of struggling, I was able to wake up. Right when I woke up, there was a feeling that I felt- you know, the feeling of someone rolling over the side of the bed to get up? That’s what I felt after I woke up.
I experienced being sat on a few times after that… and then I decide to wake up with my husband and when he’d leave, I would just get on the computer to keep myself up. Ever since then, I’ve never had that happen to me.