Written Confession: Sleep Paralysis and the Dark Figure at the Door
I wanted to thank you for your episodes on sleep paralysis, dreams and now the nephalim as clowns episode. This has helped me knowing that I was not alone in these experiences. As a child I used to have a reoccurring dream. I would be laying in my room and the door would be open. I would then smell it coming. I can’t describe the smell but it always smelled the same. A man with a cartoonish long nose and sharp teeth would enter the room. I called him the tickle man (clown?). At first I would fight myself and try to move and yell, but I couldn’t. Eventually, over time, I stopped fighting and realized that if I let the tickle man come over to the bed and lean down to me, it would be over sooner. It was a move like a vampire leaning down onto a victims neck. This happened a lot. I can’t say how many times. In the 6th grade, I found a book about vampires. In this book it described a smell preceding a vampiric visit. I decided that I was being visited by a vampire in my dreams. I felt alone. I felt I needed to fight back. I felt I understood what this was and now I could fight back. This was in 1981 and I was 11 years old. This had been going on for as long as I could remember and I have memories as a 3 year old. So I forced myself to fight back! I fought the sleep paralysis. I would say to myself, over and over again “this is a dream, wake up!” I would then wake up! Very soon after this, the dream stopped. It came back at 17 years old. At that time my room was over the garage. I moved into that room at nine. It was a huge room. My dad thought he was doing me a great favor making that my room. At nine, it scared me so bad to be that far from my family. I would sneak down and sleep in one of my sister’s room when I could. However, at 17 I loved being in that room. I always kept my room locked at night. Now to the dream. No paralysis. I was laying on my bed (in the dream). I heard a knock at the door. I went to the door and opened it. There were two guys I did not recognize at the door. They said that “he” wants to see me. They said he was waiting in the laundry room. Our laundry room was a room between the main house and the garage. I had to go through it to get to my room above the garage. It had no windows and pocket doors on both sides. It was the only room that could get completely dark in the house. It always gave me the creeps. They said “he” was waiting for me there. So I went down there to confront him. I was angry. I went into the laundry room and the doors closed. I smelled the smell. I knew it even though I hadn’t smelled it for years. This time I fought back in the dream! I prayed to God in the dream and fought. The dream ended and I knew I had won. I never saw him again. However, I have experienced sleep paralysis since. I have been bothered by evil spirits. I have had to stay vigilant against them. I have learned the lesson to not personally confront the demons and to use the name of Jesus and his power. That it is not my doing but Jesus Christ completely. To do otherwise brings on evil and trouble. Anyway, that all aside, I want to say “thank you” to the confessionals for making me feel less alone.
